My child wants to invade my kitchen and I’m not ready.
Long gone are the days where she’d be satisfied to sit on the floor and play with pots and pans.
Long gone are the days where she’d play in her play kitchen and cook an entrée made out of red and yellow Play-Doh.
Long gone are the days where she’d be excited to play with her EZ Bake oven in anticipation of the sweet mini treats that would come out of the opposite end.
With those memories has gone the sense of security I felt allowing her to do these things rather than encroach on my domain.
Anyone who knows a good Southern woman (I say Southern but this could easily be any cook) will tell you that you don’t mess around in her kitchen.
It takes years to get our seasonings and cooking materials in the right place. A place where they’re organized and out of the way yet easily accessible. Easy enough to come in and fix a quick meal or a holiday dinner.
So now that I know I like my seasonings close to the stove, my little roommate would also like to try her hand at this thing called cooking.
Did I mention she’s 9?
She’s ambitious too. She doesn’t want to start off with making a sandwich or simply fixing a bowl of soup. That would be too easy. She’d prefer to fix four course meals for unauthorized (I haven’t approved any of these events) parties, teas and social gatherings. She even wants to plan the menu for Holiday dinners. One catch, she’s never turned on a stove.
Lately, she’s begun asking to fix dinner one day of the week. She means business too because she makes out a grocery list from the recipe that she would like to make.
I’m torn between thinking I’m a great mom setting a great example for my kid and showing her a life skill that will come in handy for the rest of her life, or I’m simply enabling her by not allowing her to experiment in the kitchen and become more independent.
I don’t know.
What I do know is that I need to call the insurance company to see how much it costs to cover all accidents that may occur during her learning curve.
Might even invite the agent over for soup and sandwiches.
I’m Just Saying.