Alby, like most babies, is a big fan of bashing a spoon
against a saucepan. In recent days (ever
since I allowed him to stir the soup I was cooking) he has decided that having
an empty saucepan is useless. Ever the
astute child, to Alby it’s just not worth it unless there is something to stir.
As a child I remember keenly watching the A La Carte kitchen
adverts on television where the little girl cooked breakfast for her daddy (baked
beans on toast). I wanted to do exactly
the same thing and longing for that kitchen is one of my earliest
memories. To say that I was traumatised
to discover that, on unpacking it, I wouldn’t actually be able to cook is a bit
of an understatement.
Keen that Alby never go through the same distress, I have ensured
that his saucepans come complete not only with real food but food that can be
eaten as is – raisins, broken rice cakes, frozen peas...
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| Cooking happy with peas |
Allowing Alby to “cook” by himself is my new great time
waster. He spent twenty minutes the
other day happily stirring, bashing and eating whislt I prepared breakfast and
his packed lunch. The only down side is
that, on occasion, Alby has been known to get up and leave his food
unprotected. The next thing I know I’ve
got a pile more washing to do as my pans are blessed with kisses from
Percy. So my new challenge awaits - how
to get Alby washing up…
Does he do catered dinners yet?
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