There were a number of times during the school year that I lost my temper because not a single child in this house could manage to set the table without my endless prompting and cajoling and (then) yelling. We all felt bad.
I had the idea to call a child to set the table before I started cooking dinner, but I kept getting deep into supper prep before remembering this plan.
|Vietnam fried rice|
|Ben prepares the snow peas|
I love that they are learning first-hand the work and pleasure of getting meals on the table. I've been far more casual about cooking lessons because they often take on a cooking task as a supper helper.
Here's Genevieve making guacamole to go on black bean bowls. Wasn't she proud to ask her daddy how he liked the quacamole tonight?