Originally Posted by crl
I'm one of the cooking people.
But it was shear necessity. DS hated to be left to play while I cooked. He wanted me to hold him all. the. time. So after I got a callous on my hip from holding him so much (really), I finally figured out that he would be content standing on a chair and "helping" me cook. Mostly that meant "washing" things in the sink or helping me stir.
I have backaches all the time from doing things with dd2 over my shoulder, but she's still too little to "help". Honestly, most of the time, I'd prefer the backache. Every time I've tried to have my kids help in the kitchen, I've almost gone mad. They can help bake, and they can help unload the dishwasher (actually, they unload, and pass me the dishes - the cupboards are too high for them).
|Anyway, I have no idea how people spend any length of time playing pretend games with their kids. It drives me insane. And I have no idea how people do art projects with their kids. I've always provided lots of art supplies and been fine with the mess. But DS' attention span for that stuff has been soooo short. I would spend more time getting paints out and poured into muffin tins than he would painting--not to mention the clean up time. I also have no idea how people go to places like Disneyland with their little kids. DS is easily overstimulated by noise, etc (as am I). He's 6 and I'm just now willing to even think about Disneyland. . . .
I'm not good at pretend play, and I
don't like Disney. The kids had fun, but it was pretty much an endurance trip for me.