mickeyboat
<font color=660099>Nothing like the cream and choc
- Joined
- Oct 14, 2003
Once when they were around the age of the original poster's kids, I was teaching them how to cut up a chicken. They each had one and were following my instructions. A neighbor dropped over and begged us to wait while she ran to the store to get a chicken so she could learn how. I continued the lesson and then had the kids show her how to do it. Sometimes you learn more from teaching someone else. (It didn't hurt that she told them how lucky they were to learn how to cook and care for a home!)
When I was about 12, I stayed home with my younger brother all summer. My parents signed me up for morning activities through the rec department (tennis lessons, swimming lessons, acting class, etc), and I was free all afternoon to ride my bike to the town pool with my friends. I had to be home later in the afternoon to start dinner.
One day my mom asked me to hang around the house because a repairman of some sort was coming over. She also asked me to cut up a chicken. I had no idea what I was doing, and the repairman noticed, so he showed me - nice guy! But holy crap! Times have sure changed and my parents were a lot more trusting than I would ever be allowing a stranger into the house with a 12 year old.