Today I inducted Isaac into the culinary world. Appropriately for us, we started with PB&J.
I was inspired last night after reading one mom's food blog...she lets her 3 and 8 year olds do everything in the kitchen with her...chopping, peeling, you name it. She has pictures on her blog of her 3 year old with a 9" Henckel's. I'm not quite ready to give my knives to Claire, but I realized that Isaac was ready for a little more responsibility. And he was. I sliced the bread, but he assembled the sandwiches, washed the grapes, and I gave him his first knife lesson. I held his hand and we sliced red peppers together. It was fun, and the proud look on his face as he served up lunch was priceless.
I think tomorrow I'm going to teach him how to scramble eggs. My goal is to retire from the kitchen by 2012.
Here is Claire's new accomplishment:
I'm sure that's a pretty normal drawing for a 3 year old, but it's not normal around here. I'm no artist, and Isaac is too much of a perfectionist to get out there and try. So this is the first human sketch I have received from a child of mine. Not too shabby! She actually drew one on the Magna Doodle with recognizable appendages, but she erased it before I could get my hands on it.
It's so fascinating how different personalities make way for different abilities. Isaac is careful, and has an eye for perfection. Blessing and a curse, I say. Claire is eager, and ready to try ("All by myself!") and keep trying. Her threshold of frustration is much higher. Again, it's a blessing and a curse.
And Evie? She did roll over at nap time two days ago, and she is an expert at toe nibbling. Everyone has their level.