If they don’t see you fail, how will they know how to fail later in life?
Because they will fail.
You can’t keep things perfect or safe or easy forever.
One day, no matter how you’ve tried, they will make choices you wouldn’t have and they will be on their own to deal with them.
I flipped an entire omelet on the floor, and not only that, but the splatter covered every surface.
Their eyes shot to my face waiting to see my reaction, the mom who cleans with ease and likes it that way.
I looked them right back in the eyes with levels rising in my body.
And then I laughed.
And then they joined me.
And we cleaned the whole thing up together and ate a new batch of plain scrambled eggs together.
And I don’t feel bad.
And I didn’t get annoyed, which is easy for me to do.
Rising Above Failure
Because eventually they will have a kitchen fail, and I just gave them permission to rise above it and to still feel happy.
Worried about raising kids and errands and the never ending task of shaping them into good people?
Me too, but that’s why I’m raising them in the kitchen. A place we can both learn together, the good, the bad, and sometimes the ugly. Because when you’re shoulder to shoulder over food, there’s a sharing in far more than just a meal, there’s a sharing of hearts.
One day I hope all my fails as a mother never include teaching them about love. That’s what this is about anyway, not the food at all.
And you’re not too late. Or too bad or too uninterested in cooking to start.
That’s all you need.
Just one that can become a moment, a tradition and one day a memory and you never know what that connection will do for your child.
And that’s why I wrote a second cookbook. I think you’re going to love it.
RAISED IN THE KITCHEN
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