Many Hands Make Light Work
I love to feed people, and I love to cook. Mac has asked me on more than one occasion, "Mom, why do you like to feed people so much? " Honestly, I can't put my finger on it, but there's something deeply satisfying about preparing a meal for the people that you love.
The majority of my children have inherited this trait from me. The majority that didn't ask the question.
Tonight we had a simple meal of Raised Waffles, sausage, and fresh fruit. Collin volunteered to cut the fruit.
Autumn cooked the sausage.
And I manned the waffle iron. (They're done when the iron stops steaming!)
6 comments:
You know, I think this is such a blessing to be like this Tracy. It seems like so many in my area just meet for dinner somewhere...I find that sad...
NOW, I was very much like that before my fibro got so bad. I was just thinking about that the other day---I miss having my house full of oodles of people---such fellowship, at this point, I just CAN'T--and sometimes I just hate that fact...good for you...I am sure you are a blessing to others.
Deby
I love to cook! I do need to do a better job about allowing others to help though. I have a tendency to want the kitchen all to myself and really have to work hard at letting my children help.
That is a delicious breakfast. It is funny you mentioned "many hands make light work" as I thought the other day... how helpful my little daughters are! ( and big sons too ;)
Patricia
I mean... dinner. ;)
I love cooking with my girls...Kyle is still too small although he likes to "help" :)
These are the things that are lasting...memories and fun are part of the solid foundation for families...guess what your kids will do with their kids???
What a blessing!
Not only did you all have a good time but got to enjoy the benefits of your labours :o)
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