For a while now, I have been consumed with thoughts of 'SUPPER'. What to make, how to fit it into the evening never all at home schedule, when to begin, when to prepare, when to cook, what to buy. It's been like trying to balance a three ringed circus on a spoon.
Then the other day I had a flash of mommy brilliance. You know those moments of 'so obvious' that come along all too infrequently. I delegated to my kids. Each would be responsible for one night a week. Placing ingredients on the shopping list, preparation, serving, clean-up. What an idiot I've been. They need responsibility, they need to learn to cook and I need released from the prison of supper seven nights a week. My ten year old likes creative cooking, the girls do OK and the oldest needs to learn. My oldest can drive and I believe some kid shopping trips loom upon the horizion.
Of course, I'm hardly free of everything. I will have to organize, teach, prod... But at least some of it gets shifted and I can break out of some of the monotony. Yeah Me!
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So glad that more than you will be given the opportunity to become a wizard in the kitchen.
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