Well, I decided against celebrating #AxeThrowingDay and #ForkliftSafetyDay today with the kids, but hey, there's always next year, right? So, instead we made some cookies together. Yesterday, we missed #NationalPeanutButterCookieDay so we tackled that one retroactively today on what was, incidentally, #NationalKitchenKlutzesDay! The kids all helped make the cookies, mostly Jasper and Celie, while we listened to Bluey: The Album. Good times. Cooking with them is frustrating fun, which is somewhat like a positive threat, or eustress, as I have discovered it to be called...it keeps you on your game. Jasper loves using the mixer and will get a little wild, but he's generally a good helper. He helped roll the cookies into balls and did the crisscross pattern with the fork. Celie helped to measure out all the ingredients. Yesterday, she actually made all of us scrambled eggs for breakfast, but being the junior kitchen klutz that she is, she had egg all over the counter, and dropped the ramekins into the mixing bowl twice, but pushed on through the inevitable mishaps. It's pretty much how you learn, making a mess of things. She made tuna salad this morning and it was all over. She's a klutz-in-training. I'm the senior kitchen klutz; I wasted our last stick of butter the other day. Thinking Jasper had put sugar into a measuring cup, I beat it into the butter, and here it was salt. Thing is, I looked right at him when he was playing with the salt beforehand, so I should have known? "This is the worst icing, ever!" Celie said when she tried it, and I was confused because I hadn't tasted it, until I'd realized what I did. Oops. A little salty, much? We're just clumsy learners, I reckon; haste makes waste, but practice makes perfect. #CelebrateEveryDay
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