Tonight we tried to be an intentional family.
In college that phrase took on a new meaning for me. I had to read a book called "The Intentional Family" and I learned that being intentional requires effort and time. Sometimes it looks like a family vacation, or holiday traditions, but mostly it looks like quality time spent at home. Making an effort to DO things together.
We try to reserve Monday nights for family night, and tonight we were feeling a little more adventurous than usual.
We made a pie!
Yeah, you heard me. A pie. An apple one!
We still can't remember whose bright idea it was to take on this challenge, but after all the dishes were clean and our taste buds indulged, it was a good experience.
Ty took over the apple peeling, coring, and slicing...And I handled the temperamental dough. We argued about who knew more about pie-making, when really neither of us had ever made a pie. We mostly referred to one episode of "Master Chef" where the competitors had to make a pie from scratch for the judges. Yeah. We really had no clue!
However, Ty grew up with a wonderful cook (his mother, Bev Henrie), so he had a few tricks up his sleeve. I was feeling a little protective of my dough that I had created, nurtured and raised up to be a pie crust, so I wouldn't let Ty help me "pinch" the edges. Haha. I could tell he wanted to, but I wouldn't let him. I am so stubborn! Poor guy.
So yes. Tonight was fun. I learned a little something about pie making, and maybe even a little something about myself.
What do you do to be an "intentional family"? I need new fun ideas!