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10/14/2008: "I'd Buy That"
Dessa has been absolutely fascinated lately with all things kitchen related. Dave and I both enjoy cooking, and I've been on a baking binge lately, so we've been in there a lot. Our daughter is tall, but (thankfully) not that tall, so she can't see over the counters and this pisses her off completely. In her frustration she wedges herself between our legs and the counter and then stares pitifully up, begging to be lifted into seeing position.
You can imagine how safe that is when we're wielding a knife.
The ongoing arguments give a new meaning to the term Iron Chef Battle. I want to encourage Dess to be curious about everything, especially cooking if only because I love it so much. I also think it's a skill that, properly presented, can be a real gift to children. It can be time spent together with no TV and no distractions. It's a life skill that lets you be good to yourself and your body. Knowing how to cook, how to eat well and healthfully - that's something I want my girl to have.
On the other hand I don't fancy giving it to her while dropping onions on her head, either.
Enter the "Little Partners Learning Tower Toddler Step Stool". This massive tower provides a safe (though high) platform for toddlers and other shorties to access kitchen counters and other inaccessible places (assuming you're willing to drag the thing around, which I'm probably not). I first came across it in a blog about a year ago and thought, "Well, that's a cool idea. If I could afford one, I'd seriously look into it. But I can't think that I'd actually need one anyway."
Enter Dessa Juliana Child, future Bocuse d'Or winner.
Some solution has become imperative here because she is miserable and I am frustrated. This tower thing is pricey, but I suspect it will be a life-saver, so I brought it up with my mom as a possible Christmas present, split a few ways. If mom and my aunt and I all go in together - cheap(er)! And she agreed.
And then the battles began to get worse and worse and worse and I posited that Dessa does not know from a calendar and maybe we might consider kicking in for the thing now and just calling it early Christmas because we are losing our damn minds in the kitchen. Happily, mom agreed and a tower is now swiftly on it's way courtesy of Amazon.com, my great love of loves.
This morning I was driving to work and considering the great possibilities of the tower. You know how, when you're driving, you let your mind go and imagine unrealistic things (well, maybe it's just me, but go with me on this). I thought about how it was time to begin real traditions with Dessa and then when she's 80 she could say things like, "My mother and I baked cookies every Christmas for as long as I can remember" and "You know those cookies you kids love so much? Your great-grandma and I baked them for the first time when I was 5" and "I know you kids think I'm a great baker but everything I ever learned I know from my own mother."
I am possibly a little ego-centric.
I was also maybe so involved in this fantasy that I momentarily imagined going into a baking business with my sweet daughter. People from all around would gather to purchase our newly baked fresh cookies and cakes. And, of course, though I am All Ego All The Time, I would name the business after my daughter, my inspiration, my true soulmate.
"Dessa's Cookies"? No, too plebian. "DJ's Bakery"? Too boring. "Dessa's Creations"? Closer, but not catchy enough. Could I combine the words to make a new and catchy term for our endeavor?
Of course I could. "Dessa's Creations" could become...
"Dessa-crations"
Oh. No.
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on Tuesday, October 14th, Vered - MomGrind said
All I can say is, I'm grateful that my kids are older. Sure, I sometimes miss the days when they were tiny and cute (they are 7 and 9), but life is so much EASIER now. :D
on Tuesday, October 14th, Jeannie said
So not showing Kipp that awesome stepladder thing. hee Dessa-crations... It'd be like a holiday business. Halloween treats!!! Good luck with that family tradition thing. We used to bake every year for Christmas when I was a kid, and I was all gung-ho about carrying that forward with Chris and Bri when I first moved out here. Bri is still gung-ho about the idea but it turns out I am a lazy ass. Who knew?
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