Z hands me spoons, I say 'Thankyou!'
Z hands me forks, I take them away quickly.
Z reaches for knives, I stop her.
Then Z helps load it up.

Takes out her 'picnic basket' and goes for a stroll with it.

Then brings it back and puts it in place. (To the best of her efforts)

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Thanks my little helper! Mama loves you.