adventures in toddler-cuisine
I need to write more about all the fun stuff we did over the weekend with the Chow’s, but, until then, I’ll go back a month to a momentous occasion.
H’s first sandwich!
I can’t explain the excitement I felt about this… and why it took me so long to try it out with him. I suppose I was afraid he wouldn’t know what to do with it, pull it apart, rub the contents all over the table and then throw it on the floor… Like I was talking about some kind of little baby! H is a full-blown toddler who not only knew what to do with the sandwich, but, LOVED it!
There was an incredible freedom seeing him feed himself his entire meal. By himself. No spoons. No mess. This one was refried beans and shredded cheese on wheat bread (which I had totally forgotten about, because we have now moved on to tuna & chicken salad, shredded veggie-cream-cheese & peanut butter and jelly sandwiches – but, I must remember to resurrect the original – the bean-cheese-wich).
And just in case you haven’t seen enough small humans eating today – here’s a moving picture of H… EATING A SANDWICH.
I know, I know – engrossing subject matter, stunning cinematography. This is truly worth clogging up the internet for.
Listening: Deerhunter
That is so cute! I feel behind in the LHR world. I am going to steal your bean-cheese-wich idea. I would have never thought of that but am pretty sure Tyler will love it!