How To Make A Mother Proud
November 15, 2005
My 9 yr old has recently developed a passion for cooking. He wants to prepare every meal, make desserts, and just mess around with the stove. I think it is the pyromaniac in him trying to find an acceptable outlet. Yesterday he made me scrambled eggs, toast, tea, and baked a cake.
I am all for it, because really is there such a thing as too many home baked goods? Especially home baked goods that I didn’t have to make myself.
Today he is going to make some kind of cookies. He isn’t sure yet what kind so he is reading through some cookbooks. That counts as school, right? Reading, math, measuring…
Anyway, he came up to me a little while ago and said that he thinks when he grows up he is going to be a chef and own a restaurant. He had it all planned out. The 6 yr old would be the waiter. The 4 yr old would wash the tables. The 8 yr old would just sit and eat all day and tell the people to “enjoy their meals” or “have a nice nice day”
The 11 yr old is going to be a professional baseball player and even if he wasn’t he said “[he] has no desire to work in a restaurant and have to serve people all day long.” Probably safe to say we could rule out the Peace Corp for him as a career choice, or a Red Cross worker who takes draws blood.
And my daughter, well he said “She can dance on the tables and entertain everyone, since she loves dancing so much.”
And here I was hoping that she would outgrow her penchant for taking off her clothing and dancing on the furniture.
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