A little anticlimactic. He literally was making his own lunch. To be clear, it was a butter knife so the chances of injury were slim. We had a little bit of a peanut buttery mess but he actually did a really good job. Not so bad for a 2yr old who is obviously quite proud of himself. Is pulling over a chair and assembling all necessary ingredients and tools while silent and under 60 seconds an Olympic sport by chance? At least I know that he won't starve when the others catch me off guard and stage the mutiny that I am convinced they're plotting behind my back.