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Friday, November 18, 2016

Favorite Recipes - writing prompt

I don't remember my mom cooking while I was growing up. We had an unconventional family. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't cook for my family now, either. They claim to be hungry but what they really mean is they want to eat candy until they have tummy aches and then they just want to lie down and watch TV until they feel better. Feeding young kids is the worst.

However, that being said, I know Aspen has a few favorite recipes. She can't get enough of the chocolate chip cookies I make, and for her birthday she requested the chocolate cupcakes I've been making regularly for the last four years or so (lactose-free!). She loves my zucchini bread/muffins, and both kids devour the pancakes I make from scratch. Astonishingly, both kids ate sweet 'n tangy meatballs for dinner last night, and that has become a regular meal in our house. Aspen has also branched out recently and will eat the meat when I make sweet pulled pork in the crockpot. And speaking of crock pot, everyone in the family loves the white bread I cook in mine.

The thing about having the kids help me in the kitchen is that it drives me crazy. They love measuring ingredients and pouring them in and I literally shudder at the thought. The mess is huge, the accuracy declines, and the GERMS! Oh! The germs! I'm always convinced that when I let the kids help prepare food, we're all going to get sick no matter how well I help them wash their hands before.

But it's not their fault I'm neurotic, so I let them help me anyway. And I bite my tongue and smile and exercise so much patience I think I might have a stroke. They're having a good time, they're learning important skills, and they're proud to contribute. They'll have memories of me doing things with them, and hopefully not yelling too much about all the flour spilled on the floor. Then someday when they're writing about their childhoods, they can tell everyone about all these recipes and how they loved them and how nice it was that their mom was so sweet and inviting and stood them on chairs at the counter so they could learn to bake and cook. RIGHT?!

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