TNT: The Series

I want to make beautiful food. I’d love to share some delicious photographs of thoughtfully plated dishes…and I will…eventually. Soon.

Or maybe later.

I don’t know.

Right now and for the last year (at least) I’ve been caught between two very significant distractions, two exceptionally and worthy causes. They are my children. The Toddler and the Tween.

I find the contrasts with are at times vast and other times absent.

Like that evening we were all in the kitchen, just before dinner and both girls were crying. The Toddler was upset just because.

And the Tween was distraught because she feared her baby sister didn’t like her any more. You see, the Toddler didn’t want the Tween to help her out of her car seat and swatted at her in the garage. Cue tears.

I too, wanted to cry. I was so tired, we were all hungry and my companion, sidekick, supporting cast member (a.k.a Daddy) was still an hour away. I took a deep breath and gave the Toddler a snack and the Tween a hug and then I warmed up dinner.

By the end of our meal the Tween was laughing because the Toddler was now doling out hugs and kisses and she couldn’t believe she let her baby sister turn her into a cry baby.

I couldn’t wait for bedtime. Theirs and mine!