This is what I found. In less than five minutes he had pulled a chair over to the stove, destroyed 6 cupcakes, pulled a spatula out of the canister on the counter, emptied one cupcake into a frying pan on the stove, and started stirring his fried cupcake creation.
Needless to say, I was pretty upset. I cleaned him up and took him right to bed for a nap. Only after he was asleep could I laugh at it.
Then the next Sunday he moved the chair again. This time I was in the kitchen with him but working at the table. You can imagine how fast I flew to his side when I heard the stove click on. Ben decided he wanted to cook the pot holders. He placed two of them on the burner, grabbed a spatula, and turned on the stove.
Yes, I've learned my lesson. We have to watch him like a hawk in the kitchen. On the bright side, he is definitely showing promise as a great cook!