Color in the Kitchen

Rather than wait another moment to finish my long and rambling post about my summer – I thought I would let everyone know that I am not dead. My fingers have not been severed. I am still here somewhere north of nowhere on the eastern plains of Colorado.

And I have been wanting to share this photo for a while. Lily looked at this picture today and said, “RAINBOW!”

Yes. This is kind of the point.

I have some nice dishes that were my mothers. Many are broken, but I love them. I think about replacing them, but the pattern is discontinued and the cost is more than my thin wallet can bear. They are beige. Some muted gray green and mauve appear in the pattern. They are easy to look at. Relaxing. This is generally my taste.

Before Lily I never would have dreamed of buying dishes in such a wide array of bright and exciting colors. I would have enjoyed their intensity on the shelf at the store. I would not have brought them home.

I was at the grocery store in the seasonal aisle when this set of “picnic” dishes caught my eye. The price was right. I could afford both color schemes and get the bowls as well for less than $20. And… I knew Lily would love them.

At meal times I let her pick the color of her dishes. We talk about the colors. I praise her exuberantly when she correctly names the colors. We have fun.

She has been a gift to me in so many ways. This time she brought color back to the kitchen, and I discovered a new way to work learning into our every day activities.

Do you have anything that you have done or any thoughts that might work learning into our every day life? I’d be interested to hear.

Oh. And I’m back.


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One comment on “Color in the Kitchen
  1. Ginger Davis Allman says:

    How to work learning into your everyday life? Constantly. With everything you do. I have always talked to my kids like they’re adults, checking their faces to see how much they’re getting and then winding it back to the point where they understand…and then I go forward. So that’s how I explained nuclear fission to my first grader and learned all about buying pot in Amsterdam at age 9 (he asked!). Kids are a lot smarter than we always think they are. So talk to them. All the time. Ask them questions, make them think, let them think it’s a game to figure things out. Yes, even at Lily’s age. I remember when Lanie was about 3 1/2 and she could count to 10 in four languages. She didn’t have a clue what it meant, but she had the capacity to learn and I found ways to get her excited about it. And get rid of your TV. That was the best thing I ever did. And I’m glad you’re back.

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