Note to Self
Oct. 20th, 2019 12:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I need to remind myself, as often as necessary, that my mom is now basically a 5 foot tall toddler. She wants what she wants when she thinks of it, and what I'm in the middle of isn't relevant, because she doesn't notice it. She doesn't notice when I start getting upset. She doesn't even notice when I get so frustrated I start to cry. She wants tomato soup? She's going to start making tomato soup, even when I have flour sifted on the counter and the sugar beside it, and I'm separating eggs. She got between me and the as yet uncracked eggs, then poured soup on the counter (her hands shake) because my hands were full and I couldn't get it away from her in time. So cleanup ensued.
This will not be my best ever sponge cake. Indeed, I hope it's even edible. I managed to forget to add the flour - which was sifted, measured and ready - courtesy of the interruptions in the flow of assembly. The flour got folded in, but it lost of lot of its air in the process, and air is the only leavening in this cake.
It's easier with an actual toddler, because I expect those interruptions and allow time for them. I expect a toddler to forget that I asked them to go elsewhere so I wouldn't back into them. For that matter, when I have a toddler around I set them up with something they enjoy before I start baking, or bake something less finicky and demanding - usually both. But Sunshine cake is my son's favorite, and it's his birthday...so that's what I (tried) to make. I expect to pull out either a sweet omelet or a souffle. It will be a miracle if the cake rises at all, let alone to the top-of-the-tube-pan wonder it should be.
So I need to remember I have a 5 foot tall toddler to deal with, rather than a responsible adult. I need to remember that reasoning is gone, so giving her reasons for what I'm asking doesn't matter. She still sounds rational. I need to remind myself - for the sake of my own sanity - that she isn't.
This will not be my best ever sponge cake. Indeed, I hope it's even edible. I managed to forget to add the flour - which was sifted, measured and ready - courtesy of the interruptions in the flow of assembly. The flour got folded in, but it lost of lot of its air in the process, and air is the only leavening in this cake.
It's easier with an actual toddler, because I expect those interruptions and allow time for them. I expect a toddler to forget that I asked them to go elsewhere so I wouldn't back into them. For that matter, when I have a toddler around I set them up with something they enjoy before I start baking, or bake something less finicky and demanding - usually both. But Sunshine cake is my son's favorite, and it's his birthday...so that's what I (tried) to make. I expect to pull out either a sweet omelet or a souffle. It will be a miracle if the cake rises at all, let alone to the top-of-the-tube-pan wonder it should be.
So I need to remember I have a 5 foot tall toddler to deal with, rather than a responsible adult. I need to remember that reasoning is gone, so giving her reasons for what I'm asking doesn't matter. She still sounds rational. I need to remind myself - for the sake of my own sanity - that she isn't.
HUGS
Date: 2019-10-20 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-20 09:41 pm (UTC)My dad seems to be showing actions like that. Charming and apologetic when caught like that, but that doesn't make the problems any smaller. He can still be reminded to reason, but only AFTER Dennis the Menace has been caught. :-(