I called Luke my little “sous chef” once. He thought it was hilarious, and immediately applied it to Benjamin. Ben also thought it was downright funny, and started following kitchen orders like a pro.
After the fiasco of Benjamin nearly getting beaned with a microwave, I have stopped using any sort of kitchen terms that they can put to destructive use. I did cave and make Benjamin an apron.
They are both thrilled. I have resigned myself to their craziness and keep an eye out for flying food.