Sunday, September 15, 2013

Just one ingredient.

Not everyone can laugh at themselves; I take a great deal of pleasure in doing just that.  This one happened a few months ago, and I am sure each of the kids involved will laugh at it forever. 

I asked Sean to make Mac and Cheese for diner, and he insisted that he didn't want to.  After an exchange of words I convinced him that he did indeed want to make dinner.  I then walk off and left him to cook, the others to clean, and me to relax. 

I had not been paying to close of attention, and was I am sure ranting about something.  But, Sean says, diner, and I looked over at his creation.  The noodles were a mess, not fully cooked and stuck together.  The cheese was in dumpling form, and there was part of the stick of butter not melted in the mix to boot.
 
Well, I started a rant that only I can do, and proceeded to explain to Sean how he should be more like me… Well, to be honest, looking back I was probably ruder then I thought.  Oh well, what’s done is done.

Anyhow, I started this rant as I dumped the creation down the drain and proceeded to wash the pan for a second attempt.  This rant went on for the entire time I was cooking.  I was going on about how simple it was to cook this dish. 

I was teasing, and I believe that the kids were having fun with the tease, as we were laughing.  But, we decided there were 4 ingredients, as water doesn't count.  I was yelling 

“Getting difficult, adding the second ingredient”, 

and 

“Oh my gosh, the 4 ingredients, I wonder if it will turn out”.  

I went and after basically making fun of Sean for 15 mins, I set the table and the boys started eating.  I was thirsty, and decided to make some Crystal light. 

I poured the water, and mixed the Crystal light.  I poured a class, and with disgust looked at the Pitcher.  As I started to say, how much water is a quart Sean says 

“Hey dad, ONE ingredient”. 


This was at the beginning of summer, as Cody was here.  I have been reminded as first Cody laughed at it.  Then Sean says something.  But when Shea walked up to me today and said 

“Hey dad, remember, one ingredient”, 

I knew I had created a family story that will be told for years.  I will now start to down play it and turn it into a myth.