This will be short, as I’m still recovering from a STEM event at Stella’s school last night while preparing to saddle up for a zoo trip with Felix today. That being said….
Felix is a string bean and would probably eat nothing but fruit if you’d let him. And ice cream, but you can’t give a kid ice cream for breakfast. What you can give him are breakfast popsicles- a mom-made blend of vanilla yogurt and whatever else you have handy. Banana is pretty much always present plus whatever else I have around: strawberries, blueberries, spinach, and I think I’ve even used avocados. Lately it’s been peanut butter. I call them Elvis Popsicles, of course.
The dude loves them. He’ll eat 2 or 3 at a time and ask for more. Over time, the el cheapo molds we’ve been using have started to deteriorate. The stick handles have started to crack or been thrown out. Well, my husband announced he was getting involved and would find a suitable and superior replacement. I was to dispose of the old molds post haste.
He ordered these cute little things from Amazon. Cute, sure. I was pissed because they only held about 2 tablespoons of mixture. That’s a big old fail right there. But the magnitude of the fail was not apparent until just now when I attempted to feed my son breakfast.“Oh look at the teeny tiny popsicle it’s so cuuuuuute.” (No, that’s not technically a run-on sentence. That’s how he sounds.) Felix refuses to eat these new popsicles. They are simply too cute to eat. Dammit.