How It All Begins

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As you all know, I have many many memories of growing up in my grandma’s and moms kitchen.  Cooking, learning and growing with these wonderful women.  So many of my weekends were spent on my grandparents farm, in the kitchen.  I think I can count on one hand the number of times we sat in the family room, as compared to always being in the kitchen.  Its true, this is and always will be the heart of our families home.

Well when I logged onto Facebook this morning I was met by the picture above of one of my dearest friends son.  He was in the kitchen learning to cook with his family.  Now I never was adorned with such a perfect little chefs hat, but yes, I did spend many hours in my P.J.’s cooking and devouring the delicious things we made.  I sat there thinking back of all the great times I had with my grandma Jean and Cortie.  All the wooden spoons and bowls that I begged to lick clean when they were done mixing up another treat for the family.

To many people these days think that dinner is just a time to grab a quick burger or something from the microwave.  People, wake up!!!  Dinner is for coming together at the kitchen table and enjoying a meal with your family.  Bonding with each other and sharing your days events.  I agree kids should have sports and other events to join and grow in, but not at dinner time. What happened to setting aside one hour when its just the family?

Take time to show your children how to cook.  Believe me, I learned so much about life sitting at my grandparents kitchen tables and  how to live.  A lot more than I would have learned kicking a ball around on a school field.  Don’t get me wrong, exercise is quite important.  Heck, I think I can even remember what it was like…LOL.  But don’t miss out on your children growing up.  As I told my friend this morning, your going to turn around tomorrow and the little man in this picture is going to be graduating college.  Its easier to make time now, than to wish you had later.

All you moms and dads out there, gather your kids up and spend some time around the kitchen table.  You might be surprised to find out that you may be the one learning something.

So, thank you very much “Taz” for bringing back a flood of memories to me this morning.  And thank  you Leanne, for getting your son into the kitchen to learn to cook.  Your an amazing mom, and the love you have for your son is beautiful.