There’s a new chef in town
Our personal chef My delightful 15 year old daughter is out of town for the week and my boys are beside themselves with grief.
“What are we going to eat for breakfast?!?!?!”
So what did they do after complaining of hunger? Did they scour the kitchen for good breakfast fixins? No. They went out back and played.
But the little boys weren’t so keen on not eating so after pestering their older brothers for breakfast my 12 year old, Joe, came to me one more time.
“We don’t have enough peanut butter for everybody to have a sandwich. And there isn’t enough milk for cereal. Can we have dry cereal?”
I told him that I was sure he could come up with something better than dry cereal, and after I listed off a few ingredients I knew we had, he left the room.
Then, not 5 minutes later I smelled something.
And it didn’t smell bad.
My very non-domestic son was creating a breakfast for all of us.
Not only did he successfully create for us some sausage and egg burritos, but he did it without any help from me (aside from checking to make sure the sausage was cooked all the way). He also informed me that this was the first time he’d ever cracked an egg, and he appeared quite proud of his accomplishments.
The past few weeks of putting them hard at work in the yard, expecting them to do harder things is really teaching them something. A month ago Joe might have just stood there staring at the ingredients, lacking the confidence to just start cooking. Today he stood confidently in front of that pan, knowing he could do something he’d never done before.
Like crack an egg.
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