My little girl asked my little boy if he wanted to hold her hand. Then they walked upstairs together to play trains. My big boy sat at the table explaining the ins and outs of making artwork with letters. “Every letter has to be something. The sun has to be something.”
They organized cards in their own made up game…and ended it with fighting over who got them. He fingered the spices, drove trains on everything, and cried to be picked up.
I don’t know if there’s anything much better than watching my children read to each other. There’s something innocently sweet about it. At the same time, it’s intimate and loving. They are spending time together, giving to each other, and exploring another world together. In so many ways that sounds like the making of good relationships. I hope they always have that.
This past week as I was cooking and watching my children, I thought it would be a fun to show how the house runs while I’m cooking. Welcome to our home! There might be messes and kicking and screaming, but hopefully there’s some creativity, fun, and adventure. It’s a busy good life.
Sometimes out of necessity we break out “Yo, Gabba Gabba.”
I love having the kids help me in the kitchen. I have fond memories of helping my parents cook. I remember thinking it was so amazing how everything could be done at all the same time – the timing of when to cook things at the right time.
Can opening at our house is a regular thing, when I don’t have home-cooked beans on hand. This day they turned into some walking stilt cans. It’s amazing what you can get done while making dinner! We’re definitely multi-tasking around here.