I just love getting in the kitchen with my children! It is such a joy. I love teaching them how NOT to get flour all over the kitchen when they turn on the mixer. I love showing them how to get the WHOLE egg into the bowl instead of half of it down the FRONT OF THE CABINET. I love showing them how to scoop salt back OUT OF THE DRY INGREDIENTS and explaining why it’s best not to measure OVER THE BOWL. I love showing them how to get the excess batter off of the OUTSIDE of the bowl after they drop it into the pan while trying to pour it in. I just love baking with the kids! Can you tell? Look at the expression on my face above, if in doubt.
OK. It’s obvious, I know. It drives me absolutely nuts to have help in the kitchen. Isn’t that sad? But I do let them help (sometimes). At fair time, they get to take charge. Yes, it makes me grit my teeth and clinch my jaw. But I resolve to stay happy (for the most part) and I am always so glad that we did it when we’re done. Some mommies are so wonderful and they are just in there having a ball the whole time. I wish I were one of them. It’s all about mind set, perspective, and attitude, I think. I did better this time. Don’t get me wrong. I love that they love to help. I love the IDEA of them working along side me and I always usually sometimes do my best to stay positive. But I want to really enjoy it…it should be a joy. I shall work on that!
A truly precious gift…I KNOW! How could one possibly not just love this time? I do! I really do! I’m going to miss this someday!