All tagged toddlers
One thing about cooking with toddlers-- flour will spill everywhere. Sweeping and wiping it up can be good fun if you can conjure up the right mindset.
I should say that I adore powders. I have made many drawings/installations in flour, sand, dust, and dry pigments-- sifted, scraped, poured and swept. I haven't made drawings like that in awhile, and looking at these photos of J and I cooking reminds me of how satisfying it is to work with powders. I love making chocolate cake. Mixing one white powder into another, trying to achieve invisible even-ness, then stirring in the cocoa until its evenly distributed--what could be better? Possibly, pools of oil and water and vinegar settling into the depressions. It reminds me of the "real" pretend cooking that my parents would let me do when I was in late elementary school, using the stove and everything. I would mix herbs and flour and water, sometimes oil and leftovers from the fridge. Some interesting (and not always pleasant smelling) concoctions came about this way.
Now that J is 2 years old, she is absorbing some of the significance of birthdays...My ongoing project is cultivating my own creative moments while spending time with my daughter. She is 2. She enjoys telling people what to do. I recently found an agreeable activity for this stage. We go for walks and take pictures. She's in the backpack, pointing and directing, and I take the pictures...
I've decided to transition to just one blog. I have been posting to two blogs, Marks and Sources, as a way to organize my thoughts a bit, but now I think it will make life simpler to have only one. I'd hate to lose all the images I posted to Marks so I'll be slowly moving them over to this blog, reconsidering the images, and writing alongside them...
This morning I was helping my 2 year old get her boots on. She was holding an octopus puppet, gently hitting it, saying "no hitting." Like all young children, she was thinking through rules and social norms through play. What made this a remarkable conversation was what she said next: "no hitting girls." My husband and I looked at each other, stunned for a moment, asking one another with our eyes, "did you hear what I heard?" Where did she get this?
Tons of places, no doubt...
All the leaves will fall off of our tree. I told J this today as we were in the backyard, looking at the leaves that are starting to fall. She gave me a very serious look and held leaf up above her head. ..