You may remember this post about Jer's battle with cooking cream of wheat. A few weeks ago, I woke up to find he was giving it another try. He was so excited to have it work out right this time, and we were all cheering for him. He had the water boiling and added the cream of wheat. He soon found that he could barely stir it-- it was soooo thick. You should have seen his face when he realized that he did the conversions wrong in his head and somehow added FOUR TIMES the amount of cream of wheat as what it called for. In an effort to make him feel better, I suggested adding milk and made the kids eat it anyway. It tasted ok, and Parker, bless his heart, kept saying how good it was. After Graci's spoon broke, I gave up and told them they could dump it.
This time, however, I got smart. It's usually months, or years, between cream of wheat attempts. I decided that was the problem-- that he couldn't remember time to time what he did and what went wrong. So the next time I was at the store, I purchased a new box and told him he HAD to try again.
I even liked it, and I don't care for cream of wheat.
We're so proud of you, Jer. (;