This morning has been spent killing a few birds with one stone.
First of all I have practiced what life might be like when I have a child someday. No, I’m sorry, this “someday” is not going to be any day soon, but when I am a mother, I will be forced to be somewhat domesticated. This means that I might actually have cook for my family and occasionally vacuum the kitchen floor. Yes, I vacuum linoleum.
True story: I cut all my vegetables with a steak knife. In fact, I cut everything with a steak knife.
Oh dear, my poor future little family.
Secondly, I have started the process of redeeming myself with my mother…and aunts and uncles…
Um, I think you get the picture.
However, don’t let me fool you. I am not being creative and making my own recipe here. That typically ends up as a failure that only the raccoons outside at night would enjoy. My husband now knows that he needs to have a plan B in mind if I ever decide to “get creative” with food, but he knows to talk some sense into me before I hit up the kitchen.
Thirdly, I have had the opportunity to talk to my mom on the phone this morning, which I know she appreciates more than she lets on, even if it was just to ask her how long to boil the chicken. (I have another question about her recipe, but she is not answering her phone!)
Fourth of all, I have learned that even though Tia adores carrots that does not mean she likes celery. And in fact, I have also learned her secret hiding place for the foods that I drop that she does not like…under the kitchen table on the dark rug where I cannot easily see it.
And last but not least, I have created what is going to be a delicious dinner for tonight. My family will be so proud!
I think it’s very fitting that I have decor that says “laugh” in my kitchen.