Nicholas helped me make dinner last night. He loves spaghetti and meatballs so I let him make the meatballs. First he added some seasonings to the meat and mixed it up with his hands.
It seemed like it would be a good hands-on experience for him and I thought it was going well. I even expected him to want to play with it some like Play-doh before we shaped it into meatballs. Maybe we could at least make little snowmen with the balls before we cooked them. Well, I guess it wasn't quite the texture of Play-doh as I was thinking. Nicholas did not like squishing his hands in the cold meat and proceeded to make it clear what he thought of it.
Aren't boys supposed to like getting their hands all messy? Nicholas certainly doesn't have a problem with Play-doh, wet sand, and certainly no issues with mud. Oh well. It looks like I'm still on my own for making meatballs in this household.
Monday, January 28, 2008
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