As I write this it’s Tuesday afternoon of winter break week. Andrew is waiting for me so we can start a science experiment and Isaac is revisiting his Chicka Chicka Boom Boom obsession. There are sketches of coconut trees and magnetic letters carpeting my wood floors.
But I wanted to pop on here for a minute to share this time I had with Isaac this morning.
It’s easy-peasy for me to have quality time with Andrew. Andrew and I could have quality time together examining our belly buttons. That kid was built to connect. But it’s always been trickier to find things to do with Isaac where I felt like we were both involved, engaged and interacting.
And then I remembered the relational powers of baking.
Isaac started preschool just after he turned 3 and while that was mostly great for him and what he needed…he did miss out on some high quality activities that were part of Andrew’s everyday life at that age. Namely, baking. And when I did bake when he was around, he was never really interested in participating. This morning I thought I’d give it another crack…and I am so glad I did. :)
He was a natural.
And he loved the process.
I kept it just me and him. And I did feel conflicted about chasing Andrew out of the kitchen to go back to his cardboard box inventions…but…Andrew does have a way of taking over…and I wanted this time with just Isaac.
I love baking with my kids. And today, Isaac loved it too. And tonight after dinner, the whole family will reap the benefits. :)
Alright…off to make fossils with Andrew. I’m out!