Are we any closer to a day where my son can have eggs with breakfast or a slice of cheese on his burger? Are we any nearer to a time when we don't have to carry an EpiPen? These are the questions of an allergy parent the night before our next allergist appointment.
For a while, I put the evening’s menu on a dry-erase whiteboard. It was fun and cute. (And occasionally, I still do it.) But it wasn’t a functional way to actually plan a week’s worth of meals. Now, I use a Google Calendar, and it’s been great for our family. Here’s how to use one easily in your home.
At this point, he was excited to help with the rest. He added spices to the cauliflower and helped to put them on a baking sheet. He also helped season the steaks. And he was eager to join me outside at the grill.
It was a wonderful night with him, but it was probably just a fluke, I thought. But then, his interest continued this weekend.
Well, around 7 o’clock on Sunday evening, my son bounced into my bedroom as I was getting my pajamas on.
"Mommy, we haven’t made muffins yet!" he said.
Surprised that he'd remembered, I said, "You’re right. Would you like to?"
He jumped up and down. "Yes, yes, yes!" he exclaimed.
On Halloween night, my son had his first trick-or-treating experience. My husband and I hadn't mentioned it until it was clear he knew it was a thing — honestly, we weren't sure we really wanted him to participate. As a child with food allergies, there are very few candies he can have. Plus, we aren't wild about introducing him to more opportunities for sugar. But he was fully aware that people would give him candy if he just rang the doorbell and asked. I was trapped.
I love the holidays. Yes, I love Christmas and Thanksgiving. But I even love the Fourth of July and Labor Day. Holidays are an opportunity for fun and traditions. But I have a beef with holidays where junk food is a key component. (I’m looking at you, Valentine’s Day!) And Halloween falls into that category.
Cooking with kids is important. But making it fun for everyone is too. A few things to consider to help ensure you're prepared to be patient and enjoy the experience.
Last night was one of those nights. You know the kind. The kind of night that makes you question yourself as a parent. The kind that makes you think you've done everything wrong. The kind where afterward you wonder how you got here and if you need to make some sort of drastic change.