Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Making cookies

As I prepared to make Diane's Cherry Cookies today, I remembered this story from a year ago.


So, we were going to have a party this weekend, but nobody can come so we've cancelled. (That's okay; I was starting to stress a little bit about it.) But, I didn't know we were going to cancel this morning when I made a large batch of Cranberry Orange Chex Mix.*

Catie and Nick are eager to "help," so we pull up their stools and I try to think of things they could do without hurting themselves or making me crazy. When I pull out the cereal, Catie remembers helping me make Cherry Cookies for Christmas and starts crunching them. (The recipe for Cherry Cookies includes crushed rice chex.)

"No, no, Catie," I say. "We don't crunch the cereal for this recipe."

"Oh," she replies and sneaks in one more crunch.

I give her another, sterner warning and she resists the urge to crunch again.

I turn around to get the butter out of the microwave, and I hear her say in her Mommy voice, "You want me to get some more cereal so you can crunch it? Okay, I'll get you some more."

Her "Inner Mommy" is so much nicer than me sometimes.

Can you believe that was almost a year ago? Catie has graduated since then. She now uses if/then statements to let us know how she would like us to act.

"If I eat all of my dinner, then you will give me a special treat."

"When this show is over then you will let me pick another one."

And my new favorite, in the middle of a crowded theater in full voice, "Okay, here's my deal: when this is all done then it will be over."

Nick has his fair share of funny things to say too. A couple weeks ago our DVD player gave out, and with the price of Bluerays now it didn't make sense to buy another DVD player.

This thing is amazing. We now have Netflix that streams movies directly from the internet. Knowing how slow youtube videos can be, I have been very pleasantly surprised by the quality, but every once in a while it will stop while it buffers. During one such time, Nick turned to me and said, "It's having trouble. It needs to listen and obey."

I love having 4 year-olds!