The night the kids cooked dinner
You guys know that I’m not much of a cook. Neither is Darling Husband, although he is certainly more talented (and better at following recipes exactly for, um, better results).
But you know who might actually be good at cooking in this house?
We got the chance to review an awesome kids’ cookbook and DVD called “Your Kids: Cooking,”
and the kids adore it. D in particular has always been interested in baking and cooking, and was super excited when I gave him his own kid-safe knife and cutting board a few months back so he could chop up his own fruit.
The book comes with a DVD that goes through every recipe step by step in kid-speak, and also has little lessons on kitchen safety and using knives carefully. The kids were so excited about the “movie” that they made me put on the recipe clips to watch, even though we weren’t ready to make the recipes.
We picked a night for them to try their first recipe, and they chose spaghetti and meatballs (I was really pushing for the French toast, but I was outvoted). I bought everything on the list, we washed our hands, and then got started following the directions.
While our kids can’t read yet, the book is written very simply so an eight- or nine-year-old could easily follow the instructions on their own. I kind of can’t wait until our kids can cook on their own, while I lounge in the other room with a book and wait for my dinner to be served.
I normally don’t like the kids near the stove, and all of our baking takes place a safe distance away, but I dragged over two chairs so they could really participate in each step.
When you’re three and five, stirring a pot on the stove is like OMGGGGG THE COOLEST.
NOTE: The recipe says you can add a little tomato paste to get a more sauce-y consistency if that’s what your kids like. I added paste as well as a bit of jarred sauce.
The meatballs turned out beautifully and tasted great. The kids thought rolling them was the best part, and we only had one incident of them trying to put their raw-meaty fingers in their mouth (ew X 1,000).
C and D were so proud that they’d cooked dinner “all by ourselves,” and kept saying “Can you bee-weave we made this?!” all through the meal. It was pretty cute.
I love the idea of getting them more involved in meal prep, since it’s more of a useful life skill than baking cookies and muffins. If I’d had a book/DVD like this when I was a kid, maybe I would have been able to master more than scrambled eggs and Hamburger Helper?