domingo, 23 de diciembre de 2007

Christmas Gifts

Cooking dinner with a pain growing in my heart, I was listening to "The Little Drummer Boy."

The little boy has no gifts fit to give a King. But wait...he has his God-given gift of being able to bring joy to others through his ability to drum.

So what did I learn from this?

So today I was a complete failure as a cook. I don't get any homemade Christmas treats and goodies this year from my kitchen, and neither do my children. But they got to make a mess, play in the dough, eat batter, cut out cookies (that might never have come to be, but they still got to play) and had a great time licking the chocolate off the mixer beaters.

It is not all a loss. I could give my children that gift...of being able to be carefree children, experimenting and cutting and singing Christmas Carols and being silly and having fun with Mommy.

To borrow a phrase, lemonade from lemons...

3 comentarios:

  1. It's the journey, not the destination... the kids don't care especially if you don't freak out about things not working. Borrow one of my favorite sayings of all time, "oh well". Shrug your shoulders and move on with a smile. The kids will never know it was a disaster. I know you want them to not be afraid of cooking. Today gets them a step closer to knowing and hopefully (but maybe not because they may not end up being gifted here either) enjoying the kitchen.

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  2. Hi, there...it ended up being more a a function of disappointment in myself rather than letting the children down. I really need to lower my standards and say every year that I should...but setting high expectations for myself is my way of keeping myself motivated to get things done or to even try something new. So I need to find a common ground.

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  3. I think for the kids it's more the playing than anything. When Rach was smaller she used to like to just play in the flour. She would build volcanos and make indentions in the flour with spoons and forks. We usually ended up with flour everywhere and I wasn't sure I wanted to use the rest of it, but she had fun in it so that made it all worth it.

    A middle ground? Start smaller and build up. We used to make stained glass candy when I was a kid. That was actually pretty easy and it made me feel good when it turned out right. And was it pretty stuff. :) I always thought about that line in one of Clint Eastwood's movies when the indian said "This ain't fer eatin. Its fer lookin through."

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