Enough about the weather, everybody knows it’s cold.
Setting the scene.
It’s 11:45 am--
1/2 the kids are hungry.
I’m in the kitchen about to prepare a warm lunch. One child is “under the weather” and only wants peanut butter crackers. :/
The baby- asleep. Time is critical. He has already stirred around. His bottle is warming…and I’m trying to hurry.
There is a can of Spaghettios on the table.
Easton (he’s 3 1/2 now) has his arms crossed his chin is resting on the back of his hands, as he leans across the table…
He studies the can of Spaghettios.
His gaze never leaving the can; he says:
“Oma, there’s not ANY meatballs in the skettios.”
Oma: “ I know Easton, but that is what’s for lunch today.”
E: “ I just have to eat the skettios?”
Oma: “Yes. I have some bologna, you want that with your Spaghettios?”
E: “no.”
Oma: “ I have these cookie cutters right here, you can cut your bologna and I can fry it in the pan for you.”
Turning to look at the jar of cookie cutters…
E: “ I get to cut the b’lony?”
Oma: “sure, and I can fry it for you. Do you like fried bologna?”
E: “ I dunno. Can I cut it?”
Oma: “ will you eat it?”
E: “ yes, but I just want to cut it.”
Oma: “Ok, we’ll have Spaghettios and fried bologna. Does that sound good to you?”
E: “No.”
E: “but Oma, I LIKE cutting the b’lony.”
Easton had fire hydrants and firemen with his Spaghettios …and while it looks like he DIDN’T eat his – he filled up on cold bologna PIECES (the parts outside the cookie cutter) and then pretty much ate the Spaghettios.
Later he ate these hydrants with crackers and cheese spread (you know with the little stick included for spreading?) He’s a hands on kind of kid I guess. :)
Bree helped with the cookie cutter bologna too. This occupied them while I got the rest of lunch ready—and she had “ginger bread man” and “clovers”. She told me they looked like a flower.
She had a blast! She didn’t concern herself with MEATBALL WORRY.
She just wanted to get started on lunch. Setting the table. Using the cookie cutters and naming all the different pieces of bologna.
We called these BOLOGNA HOLES!
Give a kid a cookie cutter and guess what, no waste…
warm lunch…
EVERYBODY’S HAPPY!
Til next time, Be Blessed!
I have been crucified with Christ, it is no longer I who live; but Christ who lives inside of me. The life that I now live in the flesh, I live by the Faith of the Son of God, who loved me and delivered himself up for me.
~Galatians 2:20
Setting the scene.
It’s 11:45 am--
1/2 the kids are hungry.
I’m in the kitchen about to prepare a warm lunch. One child is “under the weather” and only wants peanut butter crackers. :/
The baby- asleep. Time is critical. He has already stirred around. His bottle is warming…and I’m trying to hurry.
There is a can of Spaghettios on the table.
Easton (he’s 3 1/2 now) has his arms crossed his chin is resting on the back of his hands, as he leans across the table…
He studies the can of Spaghettios.
His gaze never leaving the can; he says:
“Oma, there’s not ANY meatballs in the skettios.”
Oma: “ I know Easton, but that is what’s for lunch today.”
E: “ I just have to eat the skettios?”
Oma: “Yes. I have some bologna, you want that with your Spaghettios?”
E: “no.”
Oma: “ I have these cookie cutters right here, you can cut your bologna and I can fry it in the pan for you.”
Turning to look at the jar of cookie cutters…
E: “ I get to cut the b’lony?”
Oma: “sure, and I can fry it for you. Do you like fried bologna?”
E: “ I dunno. Can I cut it?”
Oma: “ will you eat it?”
E: “ yes, but I just want to cut it.”
Oma: “Ok, we’ll have Spaghettios and fried bologna. Does that sound good to you?”
E: “No.”
E: “but Oma, I LIKE cutting the b’lony.”
Easton had fire hydrants and firemen with his Spaghettios …and while it looks like he DIDN’T eat his – he filled up on cold bologna PIECES (the parts outside the cookie cutter) and then pretty much ate the Spaghettios.
Later he ate these hydrants with crackers and cheese spread (you know with the little stick included for spreading?) He’s a hands on kind of kid I guess. :)
Bree helped with the cookie cutter bologna too. This occupied them while I got the rest of lunch ready—and she had “ginger bread man” and “clovers”. She told me they looked like a flower.
She had a blast! She didn’t concern herself with MEATBALL WORRY.
She just wanted to get started on lunch. Setting the table. Using the cookie cutters and naming all the different pieces of bologna.
We called these BOLOGNA HOLES!
Give a kid a cookie cutter and guess what, no waste…
warm lunch…
EVERYBODY’S HAPPY!
Til next time, Be Blessed!
I have been crucified with Christ, it is no longer I who live; but Christ who lives inside of me. The life that I now live in the flesh, I live by the Faith of the Son of God, who loved me and delivered himself up for me.
~Galatians 2:20
7 comments:
Kids are more intelligent and they have more creativity. They need to be careful while using sharp objects. Happy weekend!!
I love fried bologna, not so crazy about it any other way. Sounds fun.
Kids sure do like to be involved! My mom would cut out sandwiches or the lunchmeat once in awhile with cookie cutters for our school lunches. Kinda neat!
Love the way boys think!
Absolutely love this! Darling grand kids ! When I was little (yes I was) I liked sliced hot dogs in my skettios. I would take out each slice and chew the 'skin' off each one. Thanks for activating a memory 'Oma'. Big hug to you! Ann TBL
EL .OH. EL. !!!!
You really know how to entertain kids and get them to eat ... so clever.
Blessings,
Audrey Z. @ Timeless Treasures
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