Cookin School Night Class: Dinner

Today Cookin School was pushed back to tonight, on account of today being gymnastics for the twins and because yesterday's class so thoroughly trashed the kitchen, it took a while to hose the place down. All day long the kids kept asking me, "When is Cookin School gonna start?" and "What are we gonna do for Cookin School?" I played coy with them because I really didn't have a plan for class today, and so I kept saying "oh, pretty soon" to buy myself some time to come up with a great idea. And it worked! At 6:00 I came up with the great idea of making dinner for Cookin School!

But before we get to dinner, I wanted to show you lunch. Today we drank lunch, because it was one of those lazy days, you know, where I just couldn't face the chewing. The kids all laughed when I told them to come and drink their lunch. I'm always saying hilarious little things like that! What is still missing in this blender is the spinach and the blueberries and the strawberries. These shakes are da bomb. Just ask Jon, he drank two.

Finally, Cookin School. We are going it tonight without Calvin, because of Scouts. Aren't my little pupils adorable? Josie thoughtfully brought the teacher an apple. And then she thoughtfully put it back in the fridge for tomorrow's class.

Tonight's dinner will be Angel Hair pasta (though I am against food products that mention hair. It just sounds so distasteful) with zucchini, summer squash and onions, all from our neighbor's garden. Making all of this palatable is the addition of a cheesy sauce. First, we cut up the vegetables.

While Jon stirs the white sauce, Josie stirs the vegetables (after ditching her super warm pajamas), and learns why I rarely saute without a shirt on. Lots of sizzling vegetables spitting at her. But she bravely soldiers on.

Jon stirring the cheese sauce. So can that boy grow a head of hair or what? Haircuts are coming soon.

Ah, my little cooking slaves. (And folks, that suspicious bottle at Jon's left is olive oil.)

Finally! The finished product. They are so proud (and naked). The dinner may not look like much, but they ate the whole thing. Except Tommy. He didn't.

Stay tuned for tomorrow's post and find out what we did. (And if you have any ideas for tomorrow, email me tonight. I'll be up late, awaiting your thoughts on the subject.)