Yes, it is true. We have officially begun our journey into the realm of (here enters the sounds of horror film…just picture screaming) homeschooling ‘High School’. Am I frightened, you ask? Terrified. Completely and utterly scared out of my pants. Hee. Hee. Sounds funny coming from an ex-high school teacher, huh?
It’s funny to me too. All these years of homeshooling, I’ve thought, “I can’t wait until we get to the stuff I know how to teach.” Ha! Now I laugh in the face of my cockiness and shriek in despair. Okay. I’m being a bit overly dramatic. But hey, I’m the only girl in my house. It’s to be expected.
I guess I didn’t expect the weight of my son’s future to feel so heavy. For some reason, High School seems like this is where everyone is going to know if we royally messed up our kiddo or not. Isn’t this what determines his success in life? Yes, I have actually had these amazingly goofy thoughts and even temporarily believed them. Ah, the burdens I heap upon myself. God is probably shaking his head with a wide grin on his face. “Silly, girl. If only you could just remember who was in control.” I know this has been a lifelong mantra for my parents. “Give yourself a bit of a break, honey. You put too much pressure on yourself.” Sigh.
At any rate, I am making progress in the area of freeing myself of godlike duties and moving forward with <dum, dum, duuuummm> High School.
Renaissance Man and I decided first off that there were certain things we wanted our offspring to know before flying out of our nest. We’re calling them, “Don’t Leave Home Without ‘Em” classes. Among the balance a checkbook and change oil in a car, was my Cooking Class. My reasoning for culinary learning was multifaceted . One: In the event my boys marry later in life, they will not be forced to feast nightly on fast food. That way they can save money for things that really matter. You know like a big diamond for the love of their lives. Smile. Oh, and so they can easily maintain a healthy lifestyle. Two: Someday they are going to want to impress their sweetheart. And what better way to dazzle a woman than to cook for her. Three: When their wife is sick or out of town, my grandchildren won’t starve. Four: I’m hoping to get some more help in the kitchen while they still live at home.
So, I made a list. ( I like lists.) I made a list of items I thought would satisfy all four of the above factors, and I am calling it Gourmet Cooking Class. Okay, really, when you read the list of items to make, the title of my class will make you giggle.
High School Gourmet Cooking Class
Prepare one of these items each week of the school year:
Bake a cake from a mix. Frost it
Bake a cake from scratch. Frost it.
Bake chocolate chip cookies.
Bake a loaf of bread.
Bake Brownies from scratch.
Bake some muffins from scratch.
Hard Boiled Eggs
So far, the family has enjoyed a cake made from a mix, a loaf of bread, and brownies. I, on they other hand, being of the gluten free kind, had the pleasure of enjoying a freshly brewed mug of coffee. Yum. I’m liking this gourmet class.
Did I miss anything? Do you see anything glaring that a young man would need to have in his manly apron of cooking tricks? Let me know.
Stay tuned for more “Can’t Leave Home Without ‘Em” classes that I am inventing. It should be fun.