Thursday, January 05, 2006

Banner Day

My ten year old Tator asked if he could cook dinner a little before 5:00 this evening. He claimed to be starving. I agreed to let him begin quite certain I'd drag myself to the kitchen to help at some point. Guess what? I didn't have to intervene once. He cooked broccoli, spaghetti, browned ground beef, and followed directions for chili sauce all on his own. The table was set and the food on the table before 6:00. I expected the kitchen to be in considerable disarray, but that was not the case either. He'd put many things away as he went. Gasp!

Mom, when you read this post, do not be alarmed or terrified as I was only one room away and listening carefully for any signs of a struggle or funky dangerous burning smells. Your grandchildren are completely unharmed and increasingly growing slowly toward a pleasant independence.


unquenchableworshipper said...

You never know with that kid!
I hope he used the ground beef I had defrosted in the microwave .

Great job buddy!

Running2Ks said...

I am amazed. That kid is my hero :) Can he come over and cook here? Sans ground beef, of course!

SmileDragon said...

That is awesome! I am 25 and still can't cook a full meal, and keep the kitchen from looking like a hurricane blew through.