And that this week they are in charge of cooking or helping to cook every meal.
They’ve been doing GREAT!!
But, I’m learning a few things that I need to do to make it work better.
So…let me tell you about our morning… [She says…with her eyes bugging out…]
Just as all of my boys were waking up today, the little guy I babysit for had a blow-out BIGGER than any I’ve ever dealt with…
(That’s saying A LOT…because I have four boys and 10 years worth of blow outs to brag about.)
So, while I’m going through many baby wipes…stripping down the babe…changing out of my clothes……starting a load of laundry…giving the baby a much needed bath….spot scrubbing the floor…and scrounging around for another outfit for the baby to wear…and whatever else needed to be done after the unbelievable you-had-to-see-it-to-believe-it-but-aren’t-you-glad-you-weren’t-here-to-see-it eruption…
I hurriedly write the breakfast muffin recipe down on a piece of paper for the big boys so that they can get started making a double batch of Honey Wheat Muffins…
All by themselves…because I’m up to my elbows in….um…well…bath water. :)
And I’m thinking, “I wonder how they’ll do without my help?!” Because I’m usually in there walking them through everything and helping everyone share jobs so that the stirring and the pouring is all fair and stuff.
Well, they did have a lot of questions…and it did take longer than forever for them to get the silly things into the oven…
But they did a pretty good job!
I wish this picture wasn’t so dark…but this is what I walked into when I came into the kitchen after the baby’s bath… Don’t ask me what Justus was doing getting ready to launch himself from the countertop.
Anyway…what I learned this morning is that I’m guilty of telling them what to do while they’re helping me, instead of letting them read the recipe and figure it out for themselves.
So I need to turn them loose a little more. Like I did this morning.
Also, I learned that my baking stuff needs to have labels on them. I buy it all in bulk and then put it into jars.
But when they needed baking powder…they opened the cabinet to this:
“What’s this one?”…”Minced onion.”…”How ’bout this?”…”nutmeg.”…
So, I hopped on the computer later and made labels so that the boys would never put garlic powder in my cookies…
And so…it seems that I’m learning things right along with my boys in the kitchen.
I also learned that my boys like to talk a lot…and TOTALLY don’t get it that you need to efficiently get your food into the oven to start baking if you EVER want to start eating it.
I kid you not…it was 11:15 when they finally had made their muffins, eaten them, and cleaned up after themselves.
Just in time for them to go back in and fix lunch… ;)
Come by tomorrow…the boys are making Breakfast Pizzas! Maybe I’d better get them started on it right now…