If I’m cooking, she’s not allowed. 
In the kitchen, her feet are bare. 
Toeing the threshold. Hardwood to 
Linoleum. Spills are easier to clean up
while she plays. Witness the process
of wielding knife to sweet potato and a head
of cauliflower soon. Sometimes
seasoned asparagus. Then bake.
If I am cooking, she’s not
allowed into the kitchen. Unless
guacamole needs to be made. Then 
I leave the counter to her and watch. 
From behind, I’m silent so I can hear
her splitting
the avocado again.