Archive for February, 2011


10 year old was very excited to have loved ones over for dessert on Saturday night. He wanted to take a pic of his symmetrical contribution to the menu:

Cling stone peaches are still in season but not for much longer. They are our absolute favourite stone fruits and we can pretty much polish off a kilo or two in one sitting.

I am trying to teach 10 year old how to cook – even if it’s just the basics – scramble an egg, toasted cheese sandwich, 2 min noodles. It’s actually very difficult to cook in the beginning. There is a fine art to holding the spatula a certain way, to beating an egg till it’s light and fluffy, to drain noodles. It’s hard for 10 year old not to get frustrated with himself (much like me, he expects that he will get it right the first time and is very hard on himself if things don’t work out perfectly first go.)

My culture (I’m Indian) puts a great importance on girls/women feeding the man/boys of the house. It’s a travesty if there isn’t a home-cooked meal on the table every day. God forbid that a grown man walks through the door to a home without food and he must fend for himself. Shame on the wife/sister/daughter! I don’t want my boys to have this attitude. I want them to come home and if they are feeling hungry, to be able to fix themselves a snack or whip up a quick, nutritious meal. Yes we are starting with 2 min noodles and I don’t doubt for a minute they are a nutritious snack – BABY STEPS, PEOPLE. I don’t want sole responsibility on cooking to be put on a woman just because she is a woman.

I am a stay at home mother so the cooking on weekdays is my responsibility but on the weekends, I don’t cook. Husband cooks if he is in the mood or we subsist on toast and tea or if we have enough money in the take-out envelope, we eat out. When I was working (I used to work on Saturdays), I did not make sure there was a ready meal waiting for husband & kids for the Saturday. Yes, I left my husband without food and I went to earn some money. The horror!!

The boys have this weekday/weekend routine all worked out, so much so that this past weekend, 7  year old bypassed his mother and went straight to his father to say, “I’m hungry.”

That husband then proceeded to get a packet of biscuits out of the cupboard IS NOT THE POINT.

Tardy

It’s important to be on time for appointments and to be somewhere at the time you say you will. No matter how hard I try, I cannot manage to be anywhere on time lately.  I can either be ridiculously early or embarrassingly late and of late (see what I did there?) it’s the latter. It’s definitely harder because of baby (who has no routine that I can discern which makes it doubly hard as I cannot make an appointment and be reasonably confident I can make it on time) and I am also a very poor time manager at the best of times but sometimes completely unexpected things come out of left field and are solely to blame for my tardiness. View full article »

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