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PoindexterOglethorpe

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7. When my older son was very young, he'd help me out.
Mon Aug 2, 2021, 10:57 PM
Aug 2021

Especially when we were making chocolate chip cookies.

When he was four years old and in pre-school, and was (with the help of his teacher) putting together an "All About Me" booklet, one page was "What I like to do with my mom". He said, "Cream". The teacher was quite puzzled, but I laughed when I saw it, because I knew EXACTLY what he meant: we'd cream the sugar and shortening together at the beginning of the cookie making process.

I fortunately can still do my own cleaning up when I do bake. Although since I live alone and no longer work, meaning I no longer have co-workers I can foist my baking on, I don't bake very often. Although I should do some, since cookies and brownies do freeze quite well.

I recall as a young child making strawberry shortcake. I'm thinking we probably bought those already prepared shortcake things, and just added the strawberries and whipped cream. I loved it when my grandmother (mom's mom) visited, because she was an amazing cook. She'd grown up in Ireland, came here when she was about 20 or so. She of course had wonderful baking and cooking skills. Near where we lived there were crab apple trees, apples far too sour to eat, but she could make the most amazing apple pies from them. I suppose the secret was simply using lots and lots of sugar, but I don't know. Unfortunately, I never thought to ask her about that.

One important use of time travel would be to travel back and visit people like relatives now long gone, and ask them various questions. Heck, even though I was 50 when my mom died, there are lots of times when I mentally kick myself when I think of yet another question I wish I'd asked her when she was still alive. It's why I try consciously to tell my children and nieces and nephews, different stories all the time. It's so easy to fall into the trap of repeating the same limited number of stories to them. We all, every one of us, have had an interesting life and have many, many stories to tell. Really, we do.

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