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Yummy yummy Hash Browns. Never knew my kids would love it so much that it will be finished before I even get the chance to taste. 😛
I saw this FoodMad recipe and fell in love instantly, a it’s the easiest and yummiest way to make Hash Browns.
Wanna know why? see the recipe…
Ingredients–
Method –
It can be served alone or with Omelet. You can use spring onions for garnishing. It tastes heavenly and kids would love it. Double whammy!!!
Enjoy!!!
P.S. My cooking is experimental. You will find many similar and different recipes, but the idea is to explore your food and do experiments with it. Enjoy Cooking Experiments and Experiences 🙂
We are always telling our kids, right from wrong, but at some point you want to let them decide what they want to do, and also let them do that, even if that means, that they are doing it wrong.
My kids are independent more or less in completing their daily chores. They actually exceed my expectations. They dress themselves be it pants, shirts or dresses. They put their socks and shoes by themselves. They are potty trained. They brush themselves, except Renne because he prefers eating paste. 😛
My life is easy, right? Well, pretty much. Except when this teaching them to be independent results in them doing thing illogically and me trying to explain why their way is the wrong way. Don’t get me? Well, to give you an example, I taught my boys how to put on the pants. Yippee!!!
They learned it pretty fast. Then Renne my youngest boy realized it would be better if he wore his pants wrong side. That means zipper on the bum side. Technically it’s safer; he won’t suffer with ‘stuck in zippie’ moments. 😎 I did tried to explain to him that it’s the wrong way to wear a pant. But, you know when a kid accomplish something as big like this, they rarely would agree to undermine their accomplishment.
So, he declined. Just refused to put his pants front facing. NO.
After, a big NO, I realized let it be. He will learn on his own. So, I took him outside in his same fashion debacle. I did get many heads turned, not at me but at him, and then me, as if saying, your kid is wearing his pants backwards, didn’t you noticed? 😛
Their Gym nanny pointed it out too, and when I explained the situation, she was laughing too. Well, this independence brigade didn’t end there, they put their shoes wrong; left in right and vice versa. Tisha, my daughter do change her way when I point it out but boys are too adamant to change anything that they have done on their own.
What should I do? Shall I return to old ways, where I was putting on their clothes or shall I just let them enjoy their little accomplishments, even though they look foolish to the world? 😐
Girls are Drama. Little Girls are Drama Queen, and when it comes to my Kiddo Tisha, she is The Queen of Drama Queens. 😎
She is her Papa’s Princess, as every daughter is, but she really behaves like a Princess. She decline to walk. You can either take her in your lap or she will travel in Car. But, no walk. Not even to the Park. Infact before she steps out from home, first question she will ask is, “Are we going by car, or walk?” 😮
She is fashionable and pick her own clothes. Get dressed herself, that too, five times a day. Above all, she thinks, she doesn’t have enough clothes. This is when she has more clothes, than her two brothers have, combined. 
Well, this post is not about confirming her Diva status, but a recent incident which made me laugh till there are tears in my eyes. 😀
It started one fine day, actually just day before yesterday, when she ventured outside barefooted. What did she catch? A Splinter.
She got a splinter in her foot. 😦
Huge cry. Bucket of tears. Quite normal behavior you expect from a four(3.10) year old.
I caressed her and tried to calm her down. Got my tweezers and needle. Sterilize them and came to my daughter Tisha’s rescue.
First thing I heard….
Tisha: I will Kill. Mamma, I will Kill.
(meaning – I am going to die, mamma. She don’t know ‘die’ word yet. 😐 )
Oh, that almost made me laugh, but I composed myself and told her, it will be alright. Soon, mamma will fix everything. You will be fine. 😎
Tisha was constantly saying, “I will kill, mamma. Save me.” Till she saw tweezers in my hand.
Then there was a loud scream, and –
Tisha: Don’t kill me, Mamma. Don’t Kill me. Please Mamma, don’t kill me. Mamma, what are you doing? Are you going to Kill me? Please, mamma. Don’t Kill me.
I got her point. She was scared.
So I tried to console her by saying, “Tisha, I am your Doctor sweetie. I will fix you. Look, I have these tools to fix your pain, just like a Doctor do.”
Tisha: Doctor? You are my Doctor? (Crying more profoundly now)
Tisha: Doctors are Monsters. Mamma, you are going to kill me. 😥
I was laughing. Yes, I am ashamed of what I did. But, yes, I couldn’t control myself, and I laughed, and laughed, till my tummy hurt and there were tears in my eyes. By that time, splinter was securely out, but both of us were crying.
She was taken care of, with medicine and bandages (I used big ones, just to please her). She didn’t stepped down from the couch,w here she was resting, till her Papa came back.
First thing she said to her papa, “Papa, I got Kill.” 😛
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