Thomas' mother, Judy, was an amazing cook. When Katarina was little, and we visited Judy's house, she and Katarina would always end up in the kitchen together.
It usually started out simple, with Judy saying, "Let's bake some cookies!"
Bowls full of sprinkles, chocolate chips, nuts, candies, coconut, and pretty much anything else that might end up on a cookie were set out, and the cookie baking began.
After a few neatly decorated cookies, the sprinkles began to fly between giggles. I would reach for the broom or rag to clean up the mess.
"Don't worry about it," Judy would tell me, as she encouraged Katarina to throw the coconut in the air to let it land on the cookies "artistically."
Once the cookies were in the oven, they would move on to cooking other things.
Chocolate Pie. Tossed salad (literally tossed, with glee) Puff pastries. Mac & Cheese (homemade, with at least five kinds of cheese). Jam. Spaghetti.
As Judy handed three-year old Katarina the spoon and led her over to the huge pot of spaghetti sauce, I called out, "Stir it carefully so it doesn't..."
*SPLASH*
Spaghetti sauce all over the wall, counter, stove top, and Katarina.
"It's not a big deal," Judy soothed, "we'll clean it up later."
By this time I was usually kicked out of the kitchen to sit with Thomas in the other room.
Oh, yes, Thomas had been kicked out long before. Apparently parents are very disruptive to the cooking fun. We just didn't want Katarina to make a huge mess.
Every so often we would peek our heads around the kitchen door. The dirty dishes had overflowed the sink. Judy and Katarina were dancing around the center island dribbling chocolate sauce over something - and themselves, and the countertop, and the floor, and I think a few stray splashes even landed on the refrigerator behind them.
The ceiling was probably the only safe surface in that room.
Or maybe I just never looked up to check on it.
Thomas would say, "Don't make a..." but before the word mess could come out of his mouth, Judy had already shushed and shooed him back into the living room. She had a lot of fun kicking him out. And I'm pretty sure she encouraged the great mess, partly to drive him crazy, but mostly to just have fun with her granddaughter.
I sat on the couch, imagining taking a fire-hose and bottle of bleach to the whole kitchen. Surely that was the only way to get everything clean.
"I know I don't cook, but do they really have to throw the dough in the air like that?" I whispered to Thomas on our next trip to the kitchen door, "They are making bread, not a pizza."
He just shook his head, and called out to the pass-through window, "If you throw the flour, it is going to get all over everything. Don't make a..." but his words were quickly drowned out by giggles, and Judy's gleeful direction to, "Throw some more flour on it, Katie-Hope, and we'll pretend it's snowing in the kitchen."
Judy knew something that us first-time parents, who were a little too busy keeping our kid and kitchen clean, didn't know. It doesn't matter how messy the kitchen, or you, get. Things can be cleaned. It doesn't even matter if dinner and dessert preparation and eating required a full bath from which to recover.
What matters is how much fun you have, and the memories you build.
And the messy memories are especially fun.
Even if Judy's kitchen ended up pretty icky by the end of the night.
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My life with two little boys is filled with more ickiness than I ever could have imagined! Seriously, there are too many instances to count lol.
ReplyDeleteI bet! I grew up with boy cousins and I remember a lot of icky moments. LOL!
DeleteWith my first little one, I was like you...more worried about the mess and the clean up than really getting into the moment. I learned after another baby or two that it was much more fun to not worry so much about the mess. It is always there to clean up later! LOL
ReplyDeleteI've only had one child, so I don't know for sure, but I imagine there is a lot of calming down when you have a second child. It is so very true that the mess is always there to clean up later. :)
DeleteWhat a treat to see little Katarina photos!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like she had a really special relationship with her grandmother.
I remember having a flour fight with my brother. My parents were horrified, but hey, it was memory making!
Awww! Thomas and I had fun last night going through some of his mother's old photos that we had recently received and finding these. Such a treasure. Especially since most of our little Katarina photos are currently packed up in storage.
DeleteI bet your parents were horrified...but I'm glad you did it! That is one of those great memories.
These pictures are adorable! Making those memories is so much more important than the messes!
ReplyDeleteThis Is Adorable I Bet She Had Lots Of Fun!!!
ReplyDeleteMy clorox ick moment is in my boys bathroom, afraid to go in there.
ReplyDeletekids are SO MESSY. we usually say messy means it was fun.
ReplyDeleteI am so sure making the mess was a blast. What a memory!
ReplyDeleteI know my bunch is messy! They can get dirty just looking at stuff! Fun times!
ReplyDeleteOh so many ick moments. I love this campaign! Great pictures, and not too messy ;)
ReplyDeleteWhat cute pictures! When my son was born the doctor said he was the cleanest baby she had ever seen. She must have jinxed him because he is a dirtball and always dirty!~Amanda
ReplyDeleteMy ickiest memories with my kids involve poop--lots and lots of poop!
ReplyDeleteI have so many icky stories. One that comes to mind is when my daughter and her best friend managed to explode my blender. Still don't know how that happened.
ReplyDeleteHa! Life is messy, for sure, and nothing was messier -- but sweet -- than our dogs. We miss that mess now :)
ReplyDeleteLife is crazy and messy. My girls like to get up on the counter and help me cook and bake and no matter how careful I am, things get messy.
ReplyDeleteI love to cook! And when I do it is a gaurentee that I will make a mess. I don't mean to really, it just happens. Like tonight when I made salsa there was stuff everywhere in the kitchen. I love it though. Messes make me happy because I know I am being productive I guess. :)
ReplyDeleteThat is a cute pic! My daughter never liked being messy. Even on her first birthday, I had to feed her the smash cake with a fork! lol
ReplyDeleteI'm right in the thick of "ick" with 2 little ones, so I have a new story every day! I really should start writing them down.
ReplyDeleteThose are really cute pictures. My boys make my house so messy too. I really like the pictures of your girls in the kitchen. My boys love to cook with me too
ReplyDeleteWhen you have kids, some of the happiest and most enjoyable memories always include some nasty mess of one kind or another!
ReplyDeletesounds familiar! With 5 kids it's never a clean moment!
ReplyDeleteI swear my daughter can make the biggest messes... ugh.
ReplyDeleteWhat a darling post! Sounds like a great grandma! I need to be more like that.
ReplyDeleteLet me remind you I am the only female in this house.. I have more ick moments than I would ever care to remember.. some memories are better off just shoved to that lonely corner of memory and cobwebs allowed to build... mmmhmm yp
ReplyDeleteHa! Adorable story! I agree, it all can be cleaned but those memories will be there forever so it's worth the mess.
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