Myla always wants to help me when I am doing anything in the kitchen. Well, the other day, I was making granola, and she felt the need to "help" me stir it up. I usually stand right beside her to make sure that a mess is not made! Well, I went to put something in the sink, and I heard a sound that sounded like a bunch of granola hitting the tile floor. Sure enough, I turned around to a big, fat mess! Oh well, thank goodness for brooms, huh?