I think I should clarify, we do not have our son make pancakes because we are fun. In fact the exact opposite. My husband taught my oldest to cook pancakes, because he is actively preparing to kick my son out of the house upon high school graduation or on his 18th birthday, which ever comes later. My husband often talks to my children about when they become adults at 18. My husband taught my son taught my son how to cook pancakes so he can be self sufficient.
I personally did not like my son making pancakes, they taste great, but I hate messes, and lack of control so teaching a 6 year old to cook is not pleasant for me. I usually try to avoid being present for such self sufficiency lessons. The unfortunate thing is we usually have pancakes when my husband is not around, so now I am that has to pay the price of the lesson.
My mother made me a lunch every day for school through my senior year of high school. A few weeks ago, I realized in a few years Brent is going to declare I am no longer allowed to make my oldest a lunch.
My guess is act of service is not my husband's primary love language, or even secondary.
I guess if we really want my son to move out one day, we should teach him how to tie his shoes...
One step at a time,
We got reading
We got bike riding
We got pancakes
I guess now we need tying shoes.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Today we set up the tree. I am so excited-- this is the first year we have had a full size tree. Yes we have been married for 8 years. (My mom actually bought a live real size tree the year my daughter was born, but that was more of my mom's tree not mine since she bought it). But I am off topic I brought some presents down to put under it and my daughter excitedly told her brother and dad there are no presents for me because I made all these! Repeatedly she told them that she wrapped them in her 4 year old language. It was so sweet I thought that she didn't care there wasn't any for her yet because she wrapped them.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
This thanksgiving holiday I wanted to teach my children about gratitude so I have started a gratitude jar. Every night at dinner everyone has to tell me what they are thankful for and I write it down on a paper leaf and we put it in our jar. Even though we are almost a week into the month we have only done it once. I told everyone they couldn't repeat what someone else said so Brent quickly said pandas, because our 6 year old is lately obsessed with pandas.