Cool math cooking games picnic4/29/2024 Especially when, in three years, my almost-seven-year-old probably won’t care so much about our chill time together. To me, what’s for dinner just isn’t an important part of our lives right now. Snow cones at today #summervibes #houstonkids #htx #houstontx #whatsupfromHouston #nofilterbaby #snowconesĪ post shared by Isobella on at 5:23pm PDT I’m being true t o myself and letting their interests be the centerpiece of our life. The reason I can play a round of UNO before bed is because I’m not cleaning up pots or scrapping leftovers into Tupperware. I’d rather mix oil and water and blue food coloring to make a cool sensory ocean in a recycled plastic water bottle, and tilt it upside down 10 times. I would rather spend the time spent stirring, marinating or worrying about the timer, focusing on my kids. The 20 minutes it takes me to get one decent pancake, in my opinion, is time wasted - that also took me away from enjoying my kids during the fleeting minutes and hours we have together to connect each day. When I have given it an attempt, my onion soup is too salty, my lasagna is somehow wet and sloppy on the inside and black on the edges, my stuffed mushrooms stiff as a rock, and it all makes me feel like crap while I order a backup pizza. And although my Texas-born husband would probably just happily cover my burnt dinner results with hot sauce and eat them anyway, I feel cooking is a gamble that most of the time has brought out the worst in me. The dump and swirl of ingredients into a crockpot looks kind of gross to me as a first step. The orderliness and step-by-step process of measurement gives me anxiety - and reminds me of how much I sucked at math in school. Cooking a traditional meal is not only too time-consuming for me as a parent (what with the prepping, waiting and cleanup) it also conflicts with the essence of who I truly am.
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