Guess what? I made cookies this weekend. Guess what else? They turned green. This startling discovery, made just a few hours after baking, was only part of a weekend of dubious but important revelations in the realm of cooking, eating,
Tag: parenting
The overall culinary malaise I wrote about on Monday, which prompted our Gentle Food Weekend, seemed to regrettably last for the first few days of the week as well. Something about the hectic schedule we’ve had lately, all the planning
I mentioned in yesterday’s post that L., my four-year-old, is somewhat averse to eating fruit. This is a food position I should clarify. The fact is, until P. came along — a child who was born with an insatiable craving
It’s a weird day. Today is Friday, usually a good day. Fridays are like the little pages of the week who scurry ahead of the weekend, tooting horns and proclaiming, “His Lordship, Saturday-family day-fun day! Her Royal Highness, Lazy Sunday
So far, I’ve written quite a bit about interacting with my older child, L., about food and eating. It’s natural, I think — he’s of just the age to be really developing his own palate, asserting his independence, and making
L.’s preschool has recently begun something that tugs at both sides of my mommy conscience (mom-science?) — the Friday pizza party. Well, maybe “party” is a bit of a stretch. As far as I know, they order pizza from the