The Plan

I love cooking and I love books, so of course I am a collector or cook books.  I love them.  I love to read them, to look at their pictures, to stain their pages, and to dust their covers when they go unused.  I have passed this on to my children.  Years ago when there were only three, we would spread them all out and look at them for hours so we could plan a menu.  We don't plan menus anymore, but it's not uncommon to see a child perusing the pages of a good cook book.

Years ago we bought a cookbook from California Pizza Kitchen.  When Jessica suggested that we should make pizza every Friday night, I knew where we would start--we will start with the first recipe and make one a week, kinda like Julie & Julia, only not.  I am not at all interested in killing a lobster while my animal loving children watch.  I am not at all interested in cooking and eating bone marrow, and I am most certainly not interested in cooking with my never make a mess cherubs every single day.  Once a week is enough for now.  

Each week each of the children will review their cooking experience and pizza--it'll be a growth chart of sorts.

I am so excited to have a Family Fun Night tradition that is big enough to overcome the temptation to just clean the house, or watch a movie, or chill out while the kids do their own things.  We have grand ideas about Friday nights, but often by the time the work, soccer, school, bills, grocery shopping, and musicals come to an end, everyone wants to disengage.  Not here.  Not anymore.  Let the cooking and eating and playing and praying and blogging begin.

So.  Excited.