As you might remember, Lily recently celebrated her 8th birthday. One of the presents we got her was a cookbook for kids . She has been asking to help out more in the kitchen, but as any mom knows, dinner time = crazy time. And most of the time letting her help ends up with three kids fighting over who gets to pour what ingredient in the recipe.
But this week came over as I was writing out our weekly menu plan and asked if she could make a meal. I played it cool, but inside I was jumping up and down. While I love to cook, a night where I didn’t have to listen to choruses of “what is this?”, “I don’t like this?”, and “why aren’t we having chicken nuggets?” sounded heavenly. So I told her to make me a list of what she needed at the store and I put two nights on the weekly plan where she was in charge.
Which is why Monday of this week you would have found us eating pigs in a blanket (I had a meeting and had to miss dinner). Tuesday, we had mini pizzas. Both days, I got the night off.
I have such a love of cooking and it is a huge part of my role as a mom. I love that I might pass that on to my daughter whose favorite show on TV is Chopped on the Food Network. And the fact that I have a little less work on my hands during the worst parenting hours of the day? Well that ain’t too shabby either.
Do you let your kids help out in the kitchen?
This post is linked up to Works For Me Wednesday at We Are That Family.