Our years of home education are past, so I've been sorting through files and papers, tossing things that aren't needed and filing some things in a memory file. I found a hilarious story that Rylan wrote when he was about nine or ten years old. It's too funny not to share with you!
When Disaster Strikes: Mom in the Kitchen
By Rylan
Rylaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! Where do we keep the measuring cups? That cry is often heard. Or, Rylan, where did you put the mixing bowls? I'm not saying mom is a bad cook. She is actually very good. But when it comes to remembering where things are, she gets an F-. Let's say she wants to make an imaginary recipe. Now, I'm no cook, so I will just add some random ingredients.
5 cups flour
2 cups sugar
4 Tbsp. chopped nuts
1 cup oil
2 cups water
This part, however, is when disaster strikes! Mom takes the bag of sugar, but forgets that when she last put it away she ripped a hole you could drive a truck through. Well, almost. This makes the sugar spill all over the floor. Next, she takes the water and spills some of it on the floor. Now, for any of you who have any understanding of stickology, that makes a big sticky mess. Mom, now heading to get a towel to clean it up, steps in the mess which effectively glues her to the floor. This is why she NEVER cooks at home alone any more. Last time she was stuck there for seven hours, but that's another story.
This story is a delightful reminder of how our children truly see us. I have to admit, as I read this rendition of a normal household event, I was laughing and crying. As I look at the pictures of your sweet young children, then see them as adults, your hours of sticking to the kitchen floor were well worth it. Children that are leaving the nest are eager and happy, however as a mother facing the challenge of losing a portion of her heart, a reminder of days gone are sweet memories that are like a band-aid for the soul. Enjoy the memories of time my dear friend, and may you have many to hold dear and cherish throughout your life.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words! Yes, my hours of studying stickology on the kitchen floor were really something! Those days are near done. . .and it's time for new horizons. It's time to plan an adventure. Want to come along?
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