I know Iโm susceptible to these kinds of stories, but thereโs no getting around it: Iโve been haunted by a six-year-old for weeks now. Did you guys read the Elizabeth Kolbert article in The New Yorker last month โ the one aboutย how spoiled American children are, especially when we compare them to children in other cultures? I was only two paragraphs in before I was reading about a girl from a tribe in the Peruvian Amazon who tagged along on a leaf-gathering trip and pretty soon figured out a way to make herself useful to everyoneโฆby fishing for crustaceans, then cleaning and cooking for everyone in the group. Did you hear me tell you that she is six years old? ย By paragraph six, the one describing an American kidโs refusal to untie his own shoes, I had to take a few Lamaze breaths to calm myself down.
Iโm exaggerating a little โ but not by much. A few weeks ago, a mother-of-two at one of my readings asked me how much I let my kids help out in the kitchen. I answered the way I always do: โI let them make a salad or set the table. Occasionally theyโll make pancakesโฆbut I need to be better about not hoveringโฆItโs a problem I have in general.โ Andy, who was sitting in the front row turned around and asked the questioner, โHow deep do you want to go?โ
If the mark of successful parenting is, asย Michael Thompson wrote in his convincing manifesto about sending kids to sleepaway campย Homesick and Happy, โto raise our kids to not need us,โ then sometimes I think we may be getting Fs. Well, in the kitchen at least. Soon after I read Kolbert and Thompson I realized that when I was my oldest daughterโs age (10), I was baking from box mixes on my own whenever I wanted to. I was cracking eggs and picking out the shards that inevitably resulted from my shoddy technique;ย I was scraping the โbutter flavor packetโ from the Duncan Hines box into the batter all by myself;ย I was operating an electric mixer and cleaning up the explosion of batter all over the counter; I was even reaching into a hot oven with nary a grown-up in sight.
So I stocked up on box mixes of muffins, breads, cookies and brownies, and issued a mandate to the girls. This is the Summer of Self-Sufficiency, I decreed. From here on out, you may bake any of these desserts whenever the spirit moves you. You are not required to ask my permission. I do not even need to be in the kitchen when you do it. The only rule was that they try to figure out everything on their own. Pretend Iโm not here, I told them. Before you ask me where the measuring cups are, try to find them yourself. I trust you, I told them. And I convinced myself this was true.
Needless to say, they immediately embraced the challenge and Abby dived right in with a batch of Arrowhead Mills Bake-With-Me Brownies. I was working at the kitchen table doing my best to ignore her as she cracked her eggs, spilled the powdery batter all over the dog, pulled her little stool all around the kitchen to reach measuring cups and mixers and set timers. I wasnโt even looking when she reached into the 350ยฐ oven to pull out the pan of brownies and realized that only one of her hands was covered with an oven mitt.
YyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeOW!
Her shriek was Bugs Bunny with an unmistakable hint of fright. I filled a plastic bag with ice and gave it to her.
Guess what? She burned her finger. Just like I did the week before when I reached for the baking dish that I didnโt realize was still hot. Just like Iโve done a million times in my life beginning when I was a kid teaching myself how to bake. True, if I had been supervising, it wouldnโt have happened. But if this little experiment is doing what itโs supposed to be doing, my guess is that next time she reaches into an oven, she wonโt make the mistake again.
The Mixes
So far theyโve tried Arrowhead Mills Brownie Mix, two from Dr. Oetker (apple cinnamon muffins which Iโd give a B+ and their chocolate chip cookies, which was more like a C+), and the cornbread from Trader Joeโs (not my fave, sorry TJoe). I like the Arrowhead Mills Bake-With-Me line because they are designed for kids (as opposed to Dr. Oetker which instructed my 1o-year-old to โmix together butter and sugarโ without going into any details about creaming. Hence the C+). Have you guys had good luck with baking mixes that are kid-friendly? Let me know so I can stock up.
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How old are your girls? I have a 6.5 year old and Iโd love to try this with her.
My mom used to say โall children are spoiled.โ I think that rings true when we think of how much we love our kids and the many ways that manifests in the raising of them. My three (boy-girl-boy) didnโt spend a lot of time learning in my kitchen. They did learn to read well and follow directions which gives me great hope that they can negotiate recipes. Now 31, 28, and 26, I love when Iโm rewarded with little tidbits of success. A few years ago my oldest visited his younger brother at college. The youngest lived alone in an apartment that I had not seen. I asked the oldest, โhow was the apartmentโ? His reply, โMom, you wouldnโt want to see the apartment, but youโd be really proud of all the healthy food he had in his frig.โ It wonโt be long Jenny and youโll have lots of success stories to smile about.
i did read that articleโฆ and slumped my shoulders farther down the farther along i read, and of course- took action immediately afterโฆ sent it to my husband :).
an area that we really need to work on, and we both have been ever since we read this. so, needless to say, i havenโt experimented with mixes that my kids have made on their own, but i will now!
Carolyn โ My girls are 8 and 10. Obviously, use your own discretion for what age to begin. Some might be ready earlier or later than my daughters for some tasks in the kitchen.
Just read The New Yorker article. Couldnโt agree more. Thanks for bringing it to my attention and loved your take on the subject as well.
Weโre not using many box mixes these days (ah, the joys of sugar and gluten free baking), but Ghirardelli was pretty reliable back in the day.
Food is one of the few interests my boys and I share (play trains with you? hmmโฆletโs cook something instead!) so we start getting them involved as early as possible (theyโre 2.5 and 5 now).
The other night my five year old made the taco meat for our dinnerโincluding turning on the gas stove, adding oil to the pan, sautรฉing the onions and spices, and cooking the ground beef. Aside from his obvious satisfaction with himself in getting to really COOK, not just prep, we were serenaded with an awesome original song after dinner which consisted of him hitting two wooden spoons together as he danced around the dining room table: tap-tap-tap-TAP-tap-โMEAT!โ
Not a box, but for the other parents of smaller kidsโฆ my 6 year old really likes Mollie Katzenโs Pretend Soup (cookbook):
http://www.amazon.com/Pretend-Soup-Other-Real-Recipes/dp/1883672066/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1342457025&sr=1-1&keywords=pretend+soup
The illustrated recipes + text are just her level for reading so she gets to direct rather than โjustโ help me.
My guess is that the 6 yr old girl from the tribe did not spontaneously learn how to fish or cook dinner. Her mom or other people from the tribe showed her the first 50 or so times and then she was self sufficient enough to do it herself. I understand stepping back, but I think sometimes we are stepping back too much in our zeal to not hover. I was always in the kitchen with my mom and I remember how she never stopped talking. โI put the gloves on to reach into the oven because itโs very hot, here, you can feel the heat.โ โIโm putting a pinch of salt into the water and covering the pot so that itโll boil faster, here, throw in the salt.โ โIโm putting some dishwashing liquid on the sponge and then washing away the suds, see how itโs supposed to look like when itโs clean.โ I was cooking by myself by about 12, but up to this day, I can still feel her presence with me when I cook and do things around the house and I smile every time. I donโt think we need to reinvent the wheel. I think we need to hold the reigns, gradually ceding control until our kids have legs strong enough to run, sorry for the mixed analogy. Thereโs always room to make more mistakes!
This post brings back fond memories of flipping through my momโs Better Homes and Gardens cook book when I was 9 or 10, looking for things I could make with the ingredients we had in the house at the time. Mostly it was pancakes or peanut butter cookies, and I always got in trouble for less-than-thorough cleaning up. ๐
The first thing I โmasteredโ making as a kid was Bisquick shortcake. Served with strawberries and (homemade) whipped cream, that was Motherโs Day dessert for years. I think my sister still makes it every year. It isnโt gourmet, but it tastes good and I still like a slice for breakfast the next day.
I grew up constantly helping with the chores (Iโm from Europe) โ in winter it was just doing the dishes and cleaning the apartment together with my sister. In summer โ country house with weeding, hay etc. Help in the kitchen usually meant peeling potatoes or turning the meat grinder but my world turned upside down when i discovered that I can bake. That I can have a cake even if my mom doesnโt want to bake. Years after that I still enjoy the pleasure of knowing that I can cook whatever I want and how I want it.
I think all the chores in my childhood made me more independent, I knew (and still know) that I can do a lot of stuff if I need to.
My kid will not experience all that but I know heโll have to help me around the house. Now (heโs 19 month old) I like to watch his interest in the kitchen even if itโs imagining that broccoli is some kind of flower and it needs sniffing. Sometimes I let him stir something or give him egg shells to explore. I want him to know how to do stuff.
I have been having the conversation about how much more I did at my kids ages than they do with other moms and my husband. My children do not do much, and it is my own fault.
My oldest son who is 12 just spent a week at sleep away soccer camp. He is back at camp after a weekend break for a second week. I hope they whip him into shape on how to be self sufficient, but I am not so sure, he is a young and rather lazy 12 year old.
I love your idea of โThe Summer of Self-Sufficiencyโ and might just have to implement it in our house. The kids are all old enough, 12, 10, 9 and 7 and it time for me to let some stuff go.
I am inspired!
I read that article, too, and have the book about summer camp on my list. Iโve been looking into the same issues this summer (my kids are 9 and 11).
So far weโre up to making Ramen on our own (somehow healthy foods are harderโฆ), in addition to pack-ahead lunches. I think itโs a good idea to make a list, too, of โThings You Can Make for Yourself.โ Itโs kind of encouraging to see the list grow, and itโs useful in moments of regression to โMOOOOOOM I NEED HEEEEEELP.โโ
Iโve also been trying to emphasize mutual responsibilityโas in, โyouโre making lunches for yourself and your brother this week,โ or โyouโre doing the laundry; you need to look out for momโs delicates, and this is how we fold the towelsโฆโ etc.
One day when my daughter forgot her lunch in the morning, I took a deep breath, refused to go back home for it, and made her share with her brother. They were probably a little hungry that afternoon, but I think they learned a lesson about sharing, sacrifice, and personal responsibility.
[But to answer your question: as far as baking mixes go, I think the Barefoot Contessa/ Stonewall Kitchens lines are great.]
I read a blog post once โ canโt remember the topic โ but the info that has stayed with me is โin kindergarten I made my own lunches and so did my sister.โ As soon as I read that, I thought โreally? Well, if one kid can do it, so can mine!โ At that point they were hypothetical children, now theyโre 2.5 and 4. And next year my 4 year old will be making lunches to bring to school. Cue the chorus of angels!
Having said that, I could be way better about getting the girls to help in the kitchen. Right now there isnโt a lot of time between getting home, eating, and getting ready for bed. Maybe weโll start w/one meal per weekend. When theyโre old enough, weโll do mixes too.
King Arthur Flour (http://www.kingarthurflour.com/shop/landing.jsp?go=Home) has the best mixes for just about anything you want to bake. High quality, natural ingredients, nothing creepy, and the directions are very simple. I nearly always have at least one of their scones mixes in the pantry and the 10 year old has made them on his own. Theyโve got a pretty extensive selection of gluten free recipes, as well. We made a sort of pilgrimage there last summer and itโs a pretty wonderful place to visit. They even do school vacation cooking classes for kids.
I love this. Iโm totally a hovering kind of mom and Iโm trying hard to let go a bit.
Iโm going to go brainstorm the things I did by myself when I was five (my oldest daughterโs age) and find ways to let my kiddo do them without me freaking out. ๐
Thanks for the inspiration!
I had a somewhat related epiphany recently when I realized I was cutting up my 7.5 year old daughterโs *cheese omelet* for her. Seriously? That day I handed her a knife and havenโt looked back. Now, chicken, on the other handโฆ..
Your girls may be too old for this, but a great resource for kids in the kitchen was just published here:
https://www.createspace.com/3890292
My mom was a genius. When I was very small, she would let me help measure and mix the ingredients. I loved spooning flour into the cup and then watching her level it off with a table knife. I learned what it meant to cream butter and sugar. I learned how to stick a toothpick in the center of a cake layer to determine if it was baked. Around the time I turned 7, Santa brought me my first cookbook. Shortly after that, it was announced that if my siblings and I expected cookies packed in our lunches, it would be our job to keep the cookie jar full.
My girls are 13 and 16. They have been cooking for years and hate the taste of box mixes. They began with kids cookbooks and recipe cards where I re-wrote the recipes in very simple terms. Recently we discovered my 20 year old niece, out on her own, canโt cook a thing. We brainstormed a list of foods we thought every young adult should know before leaving home. Happily they could cook almost all. We will be having weekend cooking school this fall to teach her. Canโt wait to blog about the list and the lessons. I say, skip the mixes and re-write/simplify the recipes .
I learned to bake on my own at 7 or 8 using boxed mixes. First jiffy blueberry muffins and cornbread and then onto some other blueberry muffin that had a little can of wild blueberries and a packet of crumb topping in the box with the mix. I loved it, especially since my mom never loved to bake.
Weโve had good luck with ghirardelli mixes, but my kids (all boys, now 11, 13 and 15) usually cook from scratch with either the Williams Sonoma kids cookbooks or Emerilโs. While I find Rachel Ray ick, she does have a good kids cookbook also. My youngest was a mac and cheese addict and has been making his own Annies microwaveable mac and cheese since he was 3.
Marion Cunninghamโs Cooking with Children is a lovely, well-done first cookbook.
Also, forgot to mention that we had the Klutz kids cookbook when we were little and loved making things from the book with my mom or on our own. It comes with a set of measuring spoons that my mom still has.
A friend of a friend started Naturally Noraโs, which are pretty good if you think a mix is the way to go. I like keeping a box handy in case I need to bake something in a hurry for a school bake sale. But I agree with many of the comments above: why not write out a simple brownie recipe and let them try it? Itโs hard to mess up brownies so badly that they canโt be eaten โ you just may need a spoon. As for kid cookbooks, a dear friend gave my eldest girl a copy of Mollie Katzenโs Honest Pretzels at age 7; sheโs nearly 11 and regularly makes us dinner. I still help, but try to just be her sous-chef, so that she can hog all the glory at the table.