Posted in Courting, Everyday, Recipes

Tonight is a Night For New Beginnings

Aw…the world has shifted and I have learned to release some control!  I let Bug cook supper…the entire thing from start to finish *insert angels singing*…..I didn’t even have to clean up.  She made Yummy Chicken, Green Bean Casserole, Corn Pudding, Mashed Potatoes and a Crockpot Banana Bread.  I must say, for her first “real, unaided” time out of the cooking gate she did quite well.

We are in a season, with her, that I have dreaded since the day I found out I was pregnant with a girl.  There is a young man who is courting her.  Since they do not go out alone together, yet, he has been coming here for a little over a month.  He comes the same night, every week, for dinner.  He is getting to know her, she him and him us.  We are a lot to take…bless his brave little heart.

Bug will be 19 in about a month…she will not be under my roof for much longer (this has nothing to do with the boy…just a fact).  I want her to know her way around the kitchen.  I should’ve been doing this a long time ago, but cooking is a passion of mine and my kitchen is small…I don’t like to share my space.

I was hiding from Bug and her millions of questions sitting outside, enjoying the fresh air when Boywonder pulls up.  He is a good-hearted kid and he adores Bug.  Do not, for one second, think that because he adores her that I allow any touchy feely crap…cause I do not.  He knows that he needs to keep all body parts to himself at all times or there could be an unfortunate spork incident.

As he sashays up the sidewalk, I just look at him and smile.  When he comes over, I cook. I cook every night, but this is an opportunity for him not to eat fast food or cafeteria food.  He gets home cooking.  He lives quite a distance from his mom, so he only gets her good cooking when he goes home for a long weekend.  I inform him, so politely, that Bug has cooked the entire meal….alone….by herself…no help…I told encouraged him to eat everything she made and say that it was the BEST meal he had ever put in his mouth….whether he liked it or not.   I told him to put his armor on and as he stepped through the door of my house I whispered “Godspeed, son…Godspeed.”

He bragged on her.  She bragged on herself.  No one died.  I count that as a good evening 🙂  All is well that ends well, right?

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This is our journey of adoption, love, homeschooling and living life to the fullest.....even if we do live in chaos (can't have anyone over syndrome).

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