My Kitchen Actually Does Not Rule

So yesterday I failed again at being a "proper mum". 

So far, I have failed at the following: sewing, singing nursery rhymes, cleaning and Knowing Stuff.

Yesterday, I added to my growing list, cooking.

Tiger is a little gourmand - something she inherits from her dad, not me. She enthusiastically noms in to every new food experience we offer her. Until yesterday, when I decided to Attempt The Cooking.

Tiger quite likes the Rafferty's Garden brand of Big Girl Food (no, this is not a "sponsored post". We just like that brand. Is it wrong to mention them? I think, as this is not the ABC but a Blog Of Little Brain, it's probably okay), and one of her favourite flavours is vegetable risotto.

So, in a fit of "I-can-do-that-despite-a-lifetime's-evidence-to-the-contrary", I thought, "Risotto? How hard can it be? It's just rice and some other bits and pieces, right?"

Right! Well, for everyone except me.

For me, risotto is hard. For me, risotto is two spectacularly failed attempts and one ...

Well, let's just say I didn't make Tiger eat it. Because I ate it. And it was traumatic. My risotto did not look like the Rafferty's Garden risotto. Neither did it look like the picture on the food blog from which I pilfered the recipe.

It looked kind of like papier mache made from newspaper - grey, watery and sludgey. 

I fed Tiger a peach instead.

I won't give up, though. I will continue on my quest to be a Proper Mum. Daddy Bear is going to give me a lesson in risotto. And in the meantime I'm going to trawl the internets for Recipes for Dummies.

I will, one day, knock this Mum thing out of the park.

Until that day comes I am going to continue watching My Kitchen Rules and hoping that they (the not-nice people at any rate), make some Very Bad Food, and Manu and Pete are Very Disappointed. Because then I'll know it's not just me.

And tomorrow, I will feed Tiger more peaches. And bananas and custard. Because even I can't muck those up ...

Right?

Thankfully, despite mum Un-Mumness, Tiger continues to be lovely. 

~ Love, Miss Cackle x