Parenting is pretty much all about making mistakes and then hoping against hope that you don't screw up your kids in the process. And so it was that my youngest daughter asked me last Fall to sign her up for a cooking class. Seemed like a good idea, but the thing was that I had to sign a permission slip in order for her to participate. Unfortunately, I'm an attorney, and I actually do read the damn things. Mistake No. 1.
Enter one screaming crying 10-year-old who wants to know why she can't cook after school with her friends. Try to explain to her the concept of negligence. Mistake No. 4.
At some point after the screaming subsided, I realized to my chagrin that I had completely and utterly screwed up. Not only was I doing my level best to perpetuate the legal profession's bad reputation, but I completely missed an opportunity to share with my daughter something that I truly love to do--cook. Worse, all I had taught her was to be afraid to take even the most minor of risks. I mean, really, even 3rd degree burns will eventually heal. Thankfully, mercifully, they offered the class again in the Spring. Perhaps one day only a high-priced therapist will be able to unravel the mess I've created, but this time, fortunately, my mistake was easy to fix. All I had to do was sign the stupid permission slip.
And when I did, my daughter came home with this marvelous little recipe.
1. Get out the blender. Remind your daughter not to put her fingers near the blades and to secure the lid while the motor is running. Watch as she rolls her eyes and advises you that she knows that already.
2. Add 8 ounces of plain or vanilla yogurt.
3. Add 1 cup of low-fat milk.
4. Throw in at least one cup of your favorite fruit, although berries and/or bananas work best.
5. Add a packet of Equal, a Tbs of sugar, or a Tbs of honey, because you want your children to eat it.
6. Secure the blender lid. I know, I know, you know that already. Push any of the buttons because they will all blend fruit, yogurt, and milk.