So here’s another personal post. This morning is my first official day of summer break. That means spending a lot more time with my family, and hoo-boy(!) do I have a big family! I work very hard through the school year and consequently I spend a lot of time thinking about other people’s kids and not my own. Summer gives me the chance to see what’s happened in my family’s life over the past 9.25 months. Each year brings me new enlightenment.
About 7 years ago I found myself without a job for five months. It was pretty hard on us financially. Though Geneva and I only had two kids then, she had to go to work and I took care of the house [I’m using the term loosely]. So I got to spend a lot of time with my two older boys. I cooked breakfast almost every day. I’m not much of a cook but I can make toast, eggs, sausage, and sometimes gravy. It felt good to perform that function for my family.
Each year when my summer break rolls around I find myself starting out by keeping the kids while my wife heads out. Sounds good–she’s been watching them for nine months, surely she could use a few hours off. This morning was hers for the leaving. I decided to make breakfast.
What I realize year after year is that I miss a lot by not keeping the kids by myself. Such as…do you have any idea how much kids eat??? Holy Fritos! I started by scrambling 6 eggs and frying 6 sausages, and I knew one of them wasn’t even going to eat! That disappeared before I could even fix myself a plate. So I made two four more eggs and another sausage. Did I mention the loaf of bread they ate? Plus almost a gallon of apple juice. It’s like I’m going to have to raid the Hillshire Farms guy if I want breakfast again tomorrow.
Well, I hope this has been an eye opening experience for you. I know I’ve learned something. And I hope that one of you readers will develop a way to make food out of dirt and styrofoam peanuts. (Hmmm, maybe tomorrow we’ll have popcorn for breakfast…)