Over the last few years I’ve been slowly teaching my kids how to cook. When I ask them if they would like to help, their faces light up, they run to get their aprons on (pink princess aprons, of course) and my youngest will run up to me and salute…not quite sure why, I think it has something to do with the fact that my husband is in the military. Lately I’ve enjoyed watching their enthusiasm and also their “methods” for doing things. Today I asked my oldest to cut up some crowns of broccoli into bite-size pieces. She began chopping away and I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she held each piece of broccoli up to her open mouth. I asked her what she was doing and she replied, “You said bite-size pieces, so I am holding them up to my mouth to make sure they will fit!” Well, yea, I guess that totally makes sense.
I am trying to give my kids more responsibilities in the kitchen and I’ve finally gotten them over the fear of the stove. My oldest can now make steel cut oats from scratch, quesadillas and a salad (with homemade dressing!). My youngest is our creative one and will spend an hour making the perfect sandwich for Pete to take to work. She will even write his name on the outside (with hearts and flowers). I’ve also noticed that they are really paying attention to what I am doing with my blog. They will plate their foods as pretty as they can and I’m embarrassed to admit, but my youngest daughter can style food better than I can! If you ever see a dramatic improvement in my food styling it will most likely be due to her.
A few days ago I walked into their room and they were making cupcakes out of play dough and plating them ever-so-nicely. They made me promise to post one of the pictures on my blog, so I’m staying true to my promise.