Children: Let them amaze you
Kasian, the Pie-Maker
“Mom, I made two lemon meringue pies for dessert tonight.”
“You did?” I reply, “Lemon meringue pies?”
“Yeah,” Kasian responded, “You’re not here, and I wanted lemon meringue pie, so I made two.”
“One for you and one for dessert?” I laughed.
“You got it, mom, I’ll see you when you get home.”
I hang up. My co-workers get up from their nearby cubicles and surround my desk.
“Okay, now it’s lemon meringue pies that your kids are making? Last week I overheard you telling one of them how to make a white sauce for the broccoli,” Mark said.
“How do you this?” asked Wendy.
“You know, get your kids to cook dinner every night, and we’re not talking about hot dogs.”
“And just how old is this kid who whipped up the lemon meringue pies?” Mark asked.
“He’s eleven,” I reply, “Kids can learn how to do all kinds of stuff that adults think they can’t. You just have to start early. I had my kids sitting on the kitchen counter when they could barely sit on their own. They watched me do it all. You have to let them help and that means that they’re going to bungle around like pouring the measuring cup of milk into the bowl while half of it spills on the counter and the cup lands on the floor.”
“That would drive me crazy!” says Wendy, “You must have a super abundance of patience.”
“Yeah, I suppose I do, but the point is, you’ve got to let your kids learn. We adults stifle that process because of our ridiculous fears. So they make a mess? Eventually they gain coordination and can handle it.”
“And it’s all worth it,” replies Mark, “because when you’re a mother who's gone all day at work, you can be rest assured that the kids are keeping it all together at home.”
“Well, I wouldn’t go so far as to say that,” I reply, “did I ever tell you about the time the broiler caught on fire while they were trying to cook a steak for dinner?"