A word of caution to the reader: This post contains footnotes1.
Once a week, my husband spends an evening out doing whatever guys with wives and kids do when they can go out by themselves. Tonight his plan was to go to Home Depot and watch a game of some sort.
That means the little guy and I get an evening to ourselves. We love it.
When we got home from school/work last night, we started cooking our dinner together: shrimp with pesto and zucchini noodles2. I really love cooking with him. Although it tends to be a little messy, he is so enthusiastic and such a hard worker, it makes cooking so much fun.
He was in charge of the food processor and made a delicious cilantro pesto. While I julienned the zucchini and peeled the shrimp, he moved his stepstool around the kitchen, inspecting the stove from a careful distance, getting utensils for stirring the pesto, washing said utensils, and selecting spices3 for his shrimp (as he deemed the pesto shudder-worthy).
After dinner, we ate warm berry cobbler on the kitchen floor4, and then he went outside to play while I washed some dishes. A clean kitchen – hurrah5! Then I went outside to join him in making mud puddles and such. I took a picture of him.
He took one of me6.
He got out his fireman’s hose.
Eek! Spiderweb spotted inside the hose. I removed it with a stick while he documented everything.
Somehow, I convinced him to go inside not only to get his diaper changed, but also to take a bath, which he did without putting up much of a fight7, which in itself is a minor miracle.
Bathtime can sometimes be a bit tedious, but last night he was in rare form and almost busted a gut when he mispronounced “spaghetti.” I thought for a minute that he was going to fall down in the tub, he was laughing so hard.
After bath, he put on his pajama shorts by himself (!) and we settled in for books and songs8. Hugs, kisses, and only a little bit of stalling, and he went to sleep.
And so did I.
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1 I just finished reading I’ve Got Your Number (Sophie Kinsella), in which the narrator supplements the story with humorous footnotes. Loved it!
2 Recipe from Practical Paleo (Diane Sanfilippo). Delicious.
3 Old Bay and onion soup mix.
4 Spilled a little.
5 Never mind that, in the process of cleaning up, I spilled shrimp water on the counter and down the front of the cabinets (and a little inside, too).
6 Don’t worry, it’s not a bomb site, it’s a patio-in-progress.
7 Although he did escape from me en route to the tub and hide under the dining room table for a few minutes.
8 We sang almost the entire Sound of Music soundtrack. I so wish I had recorded his yodeling.
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