An afternoon nap hardly
mitigates the effects of a four-hour night but what I am, is hungry.
No lunch for me and the kids.
I had dropped into bed like a stone after bringing them all back from school.
No one bugged me for the two
hours.
I wandered into the kitchen
for water – all three were playing in the girls’ room - and that was when I saw
the mysterious pot.
Day has had on occasion cooked
instant noodles, but when I looked in on the slops I saw peas, carrots and …
spring onions?
Who diced the carrots?! Who sliced the spring onions?! And oh my, who carried that big heavy pot of boiling soup from the stove to the table?!
Who diced the carrots?! Who sliced the spring onions?! And oh my, who carried that big heavy pot of boiling soup from the stove to the table?!
Upon questioning, turns out
they did cook themselves lunch with two packets of chicken instant noodles and a
dash of pepper.
Head cook Day, who did all the slicing and dicing and pot-carrying (Jo helped to
stir while Lu was the spectator) asks me later: Where’s the meat, mama? I couldn’t find
any meat.
There was nothing left for me.
But at that moment, I felt incredibly liberated.
I'm not sure if it's an accident waiting to happen, but this time at least, they settled their own lunch! Desperation (hunger) is a great motivator indeed!
I'm not sure if it's an accident waiting to happen, but this time at least, they settled their own lunch! Desperation (hunger) is a great motivator indeed!
4 comments:
From what I read here in the past few years, I gathered those three of yours are very independent as compared to their peers. Sometimes, it seems that it's us, parents, who cannot let go. After all, I started cooking instant noodles for myself when I was in primary one and helped to heat up all dinner dishes (meats, soups, veges and the likes using stove) prepared by my working mom in the morning when I was in primary two. If anything, it was my humble childhood that forced us to be fiercely independent. Children these days, if we are not careful, might just lose part of that independence.
oh i'm sure they have lost independence. truth be told, growing up, i din hv to lift a finger myself.
but when circumstances demand it, i make the choice to do it myself. i suppose the good thing is that, people do have a choice these days!
but ur right, when it comes to my kids, its v impt to me tt they're not as useless as i was.
I made bizarre food concoctions like hash brown sandwiches as breakfast item.
My mom left a stash of frozen food in the house compliments of a weekly order with Singapore Food Industries.
So I learnt how to use the microwave, nuked the hashbrowns, toasted bread and I got very high carb sandwiches. Oh! That and Chicken Noodle Soup once I figured out the stove!
ondine: ur so super-careful about your kid's nutrition now!
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