Over the weekend our friends Diane and John invited us over for a Cinco de Mayo dinner. They have two little boys, ages 2 and 4, who are adorable, a little rascally but over all pretty well behaved. I don’t have children so I dig observing the parenting process.
A teacher by profession, Diane takes a kind-hearted educational approach to rearing her boys. While we were at their home, she got the older boy to fetch a step stool so he could stand at the kitchen sink to wash his dinner plate. We adults watched with amusement until we realized that there may be a knife in the sink. Diane let out a small cry, explaining to her son that sharp objects may be nearby, and ran over to check. No knife present. Disaster averted.
It’s hard to know what kind of impression that situation made on the four-year-old but parents do their best. Lord knows I’ve asked myself a zillion times whether or not I’d left a knife at the bottom of a sink full of dirty dishes. I don’t think I figured that one out from my mom but here are five cooking and life lessons that she did teach me. (By the way, the vintage photo at the top has Mom in center and on her left, 5 1/2-year-old me looking grumpy.)