PEANUT BUTTER PARROT PROBLEMS
🌷Phil was introduced to his first time solo parenting this week, as my dad and I spent a few days in my favorite part of the country – Cape Cod. The Cape was everything I could want – great food, great people, beautiful scenery, quality time with my dad (that we haven’t had in 2 decades). Nantucket was a dream – walking through the places I have read about for years. However, the trip was a bit less relaxing than I could have used. The planning took a toll on me, and Phil struggled more than anticipated – primarily because Evie had another ear infection (in conjunction with this nasty cold none of us can shake.) But, we all managed. I found a way to plan every day on the Cape and helped schedule a doctor’s appointment and locate Evie’s meds from afar. This was my first real vacation as a mom, and I certainly learned a few things.
While away, Phil doused our baby girl with peanut butter. It has become Evelyn’s favorite food. I, however, struggle with knowing whether this behavior needs to be tempered. I think it does. Evie’s health is my top priority, and as someone who did not learn healthy eating habits until well into my late 20s, I am hypersensitive about building healthy habits for our daughter from an early age. Overly processed spread be damned. I would rather introduce Evelyn to a bunch of new foods, while still allowing her to have her beloved peanut butter – just not in unlimited quantities, like Phil does. Am I overreacting? Maybe. But I also don’t want Evie to go through what I went through as a kid because I didn’t know healthy habits. At least Phil acknowledged (after talking to someone else,) that an unlimited diet of peanut butter probably isn’t the best option for not-even-one-year-old.
In other, more relevant, and important news, Evie celebrated her first Halloween as a parrot (Darla, too!) Daycare dressed her in her attire, and Phil and I handed out Boo Baskets to the 3 teachers dear to us. We have been talking about Halloween as a family for years now. This was the first year we left our lights on and welcomed trick-or-treaters. Until now, the thought of seeing kiddos on this “holiday” was too much for us. Alas, the Day family, my dad, and Phil’s brother, Frank, tricked and treated to our hearts’ desire. Watching Evie grab for her candy (and rip a bag of peanut M&MS - M&M in mouth - was such joy.
To think, we have years and years of Halloween joy ahead of us.🌷
