Earlier this week, my mom and I took the kids (aged 18 months) to a local farm run by the Audubon society. It is a great place for little kids—there are all sorts of farm animals, such as cows, pigs, goats and sheep, as well as gardens and pick your own veggies and such. Danny’s favorite animal? The barn cat. Yep. We HAVE two cats. We could have just stayed home. They also loved the frames in the garden that held freshly dug dirt. They came supplied with trowels perfect for little people. Oh, did my kids like to dig! We left with two very dirty little munchkins. But, we had a blast. And even better, we had two adults, so while we were tired after spending and hour or two chasing my guys, we were not exhausted or snippy (always a potential hazard of an overly ambitious outing).
Are you perhaps thinking that this lovely story has nothing to do with food? Well…..on our way home, we stopped at our favorite ice cream place, which just happens to be 5 minutes down the road. (And, consider that my mom lives five states away and this is STILL her favorite ice cream place. We take our soft serve very seriously). We got cones for ourselves, and kiddie sized orange creamsicle cones for the kids. We all had a blast. The kids ate all of theirs and then begged for mine. I didn’t share. Seriously, were they not listening when we said it was our favorite ice cream place? And at least 30 minutes from where we live? We don’t get there very often!
This is the second time we have gone farm-ing, then ice cream-ing. It got me thinking about families and traditions involving food. We do ice cream after the farm, and Christmas cookies at Christmas, sandwiches from our favorite place in our old neighborhood on stressful days (including lunch on our way home from the hospital after having the kids), huge Christmas dinners, favorites meals…..the list goes on and on. For the most part, they aren’t conscious traditions, but we would never consider going to the farm with the kids and not stopping for ice cream. Why? Why would we do that? It makes me think that maybe we should be a bit more thoughtful about our traditions. What food traditions do we want to have with the kids? What traditions do we want to skip?
I’m curious about your family—-what are your favorite food related traditions? Which ones do you wish you hadn’t started? Which ones do you love?