My girls love to help me cook, and I have great memories of helping my mom in the kitchen. Determined to carry on the tradition, I started Chef School with the kiddos a few weeks ago. My husband, who is a pastor, is busy at church most of the weekend, so it's the perfect time to get messy, and there's no time crunch. We always have a bunch of people over on Sunday night, so the girls help me cook on Saturday. (They help at other times too, but I plan to use this time to teach specific skills.)
Project #1 - Peeling potatoes
Someone gave us 15 pounds of potatoes that needed to be used fast. So, aprons on and peelers in hand, garbage bags laid out on the grass, we set to work. I taught them to peel away from their bodies, just like I learned, to minimize accidents. My oldest peeled 5, the middle peeled 1, and I peeled about 453. But it was so much fun spending that time together! Look for more Chef School posts coming soon!
P.S. Click here for our favorite make ahead mashed potato recipe. It's delicious!
Our house was abuzz with excitement when the caterpillars we ordered began to emerge from their chrysallises as beautiful butterflies (click here to order your own!). Hannah, 4, was especially amazed. "Mama, it's a miracle!" She exclaimed. I opened my mouth to correct her with something like, "Not really, honey, it happens all the time..." but I stopped myself, and I'm glad I did.
By definition, a miracle is "an effect or event manifesting or considered as a work of God." Just because God happens to be in the miracle making business, like keeping planets in orbit and bringing nearly 500,000 babies into the world each day (answers.com), does that make any of these events less miraculous? If we're not careful, though, we can get so used to seeing miracles happen firsthand that they become commonplace. Sometimes we even forget about Who really made them happen.
So let's take our cues from the children God wisely placed in our lives. This spring, marvel at the way a flower bursts forth from the ground. Gaze at the ants and wonder how such tiny creatures accomplish so much (Prov 30:25). When you see the stars twinkling tonight, smile and reach out to touch them. In doing so, their Creator might just touch you instead. And remember, whether we realize it or not, miracles are happening around us every day.
Question: What miracles have you noticed lately?
"He hath made every thing beautiful in his time:
also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man
can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end."
The older I get, the more I realize it's the little memories that make life so sweet, not just the big events and milestones. Here are some of our fun "little things" lately for this Miscellany Monday:
~ I had such a nice Mother's Day - Linsey made me a picture, Hannah made me a craft in Sunday School, and Natalie sang "Happy Birthday to You" for me all day. Today has been even better - Tom made me breakfast and we're going out to sushi tomorrow!
~We are in the process of hatching ladybugs and caterpillars - Hannah's dresser looks like a science fair. According to my observations, these insects eat and eat until they're about 3 times their normal size, curl up and sleep for a week or two, and emerge with new bodies. All I can say is, Where do I sign up??
~ My 2-year old is Dora-obsessed. She watches it so intently that she mixes English and Spanish words. She'll point at a door, stare at it, and say, "Abre!" to open it, just like Dora. When I call her name, she doesn't say yes, she says "Si?" She calls Daddy "Poppy." She can count in Spanish, too - other moms think I'm this super-educating nut, but really I'd be happy if I could just understand her English...
~ It's hit 90 a couple times lately, so the other day we got out our kiddie pool and the girls spent all afternoon in it while I cleaned the garage. They loved it!
~ We ordered bikes for our older girls, and I spent 4 hours on Friday trying to assemble them. (I am so not a "handyman woman!") On Linsey's bike, I was sure the pedal was the wrong size. Linsey was crying that she would never ride her bike, so in desperation, I jammed a metal chopstick where the pedal went an duct-taped it on. When I told her she to ride her bike, she just looked at me. "Uhh...I don't wanna ride that, Mama...I'm afraid one of my friends will see me and laugh at me!" She smiled, "You and your crazy ideas..." Ironically, my husband said the same thing when he got home, and he had both bikes fixed in about 10 minutes, after I cried on his shoulder. What a guy!