Saturday, May 29, 2010
Helping with Breakfast
The first thing they did was get the pancake box out and start to read directions which said to add water. I chuckled to myself as they tried to determine how much water to add verses how much pancake batter to add. I wasn't going to say anything. The friend was telling our daughter that the box said to add x amount of batter then add x amount of water. When the two of them finished mixing up their concoction, it looked like they were making play dough. (chuckle) I could hear them in their disgust when they said, "What is this?"
Our daughter came over to the couch where I was sitting and said, "Mom, we tried to make pancake batter and now it looks like this (as she held the bowl down for me to see) can you please help us?" I got up from my nice warm comfortable spot and went over to the kitchen and added just a smidgen more of water and the batter came out nice and smooth. The two teenage girls looked at my work and exclaimed, "Wow, how did you do that?" I told them that cooking is just like anything else, you have to have patience with it. I asked the girls if they wanted to take it over and pour the batter into the already greased skillet. They said they would watch me and so as I cooked the pancakes, they came out all golden and beautiful.
The girls sat down and ate like they had never eaten pancakes before. I told them they were on dish duty and they said they didn't mind since I helped them out in the kitchen. As the two of them sat down at the table and gave thanks over their food, our daughter said, "Thanks mom for helping." My reply, "You are welcome."