My big aim in involving my kids in the kitchen is to avoid what happened tonight – I did a Bad Mommy and stuck my children in front of mindless TV in order to get dinner done. I’d had chicken drumsticks and thighs marinating all day, but hadn’t done a darn anything else. The kids were hungry, tired, Baby Zi was hanging onto my legs, Chef Zi was zipping around the house -- careful not to actually run and get in trouble, but moving fast and in a frenzy. And it was raining. But I needed to get out to the deck to grill our meat. So I turned on an Elmo video, and the two of them sat down, still and quiet for 25 minutes. Blessed television.
P.S. What the thinks-he’s-too-old-for-Elmo Chef would want me to say is, he only watched Elmo because his little brother was watching it.