We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Friday is the day Simon and I make a “special treat.” Today I started out by throwing some flour, salt, and sugar in the food processor. Then I added some shortening and Simon turned it on. And then he added the butter and pulsed it a bit. And then I added the water and folded it all together.I rolled it out with our awesome bubble-gum pink silicone-coated rolling pin, during which time Simon completely lost interest. I thought he would love using the cookie cutter on it, but I was wrong. So I did it.
And I thought he would love spooning some blueberry preserves onto the circles, but I was wrong. So I did it. While he slept. Slacker.
But it was probably for the best since it got a little messy when I was pressing them with a fork, and it would have been a complete disaster to let Simon help with the milk wash and the sprinkling of sugar.
I was almost thinking it was a waste of time to come up with this project for “us” to do when it ended up just being me, but then dinner time rolled around and he took one look at this risotto I made (ack! it’s green!) and said, “I don’t like it.” And then I said, “Well if you don’t eat it, you can’t have any pie bites,” and so he choked it all down. It took him the better part of an hour to do it, but he managed. And I decided the pie bites were worth the risotto.
The end.
genius! sometimes thee little projects feel pointless to me when they lose interest but if they did at least something there was value in it. they learn in ways we dont fully understand – so i just tell myself that if he did something and enjoyed it we are creating happy feelings between us.
True, true. At least he knows that we make pie and doesn't think that it comes in a box or something. I hope that just introducing him to food preparation even a little bit will be really beneficial in the long run.
Of course, maybe it would have been more beneficial if I'd had him help me with the risotto instead. Hindsight . . . .
Jordan said, "mmmm pie bites! I want to eat them!" Looks very cool. I agree, you're making memories without being pushy about it. Right on!
Those really do look tasty! I think Simon will definitely benefit in the long run. What fun memories. Ü
That's really great, I'm very impressed. I should try doing something like that with Samuel, I think we're getting in a rut. And if you have any extra pie bites you're hoping to get rid of, just let me know. ;0)
So fun! What a great idea… whenever I make pie I always have a little dough leftover, and this would be a perfect way to finish it up! Thanks for sharing your family baking with us.