Monday, April 29th, 2013
2 years, 5 months.
Mommy and I recently bought you a 3-pack of Play-Doh that looks like Neapolitan chocolate chip ice cream.
After you experimented with it for a little while, transforming your plastic horsey into a dinosaur, and using the brown Play-Doh as mud that your monster trucks drive over and “got stuck” in, you eventually wandered off into the bathroom.
I was curious as to what was going on in there, but I gave you a few minutes of privacy.
Then you called for me…
As soon as I opened the door, you announced, “Hey Daddy, I make snacks for the kids!”
My favorite part about that moment wasn’t even the fact that your potty bowl was being used as the serving tray for the Play-Doh “ice cream” for young consumers.
Instead, it was that you assumed the role of the adult, and you assumed that “the kids,” who evidently are other kids your age, look forward to the glorious (and sanitary) ice cream treats you have waiting for them in the bathroom.
I try to picture a dozen 2 year-olds lining up at our front door, eager to get a taste of the delicious soft serve ice cream you serve from your potty.
You were so proud.
In your mind, you were quite the heroic adult.
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Friday, February 22nd, 2013
2 years, 3 months.
I recently pointed out that you only want to eat the same few meals for dinner throughout the week.
Similarly, you’re that way with treats too.
Your favorite treat is “fluffy,” which is simply a small cup of whipped cream you eat with a straw, while Mommy and Daddy drink coffee at any given coffee shop.
However, we thought you would be excited last Saturday when we told you we were going for a special treat at Sweet Cece’s, which is a pay-by-the-ounce frozen yogurt joint.
“No, I want chocolate instead.”
I tried to explain to you that Sweet Cece’s has chocolate flavored yogurt, but you stuck to your guns on the issue.
When we arrived at Sweet Cece’s, I pulled the lever on the machine, letting you watch the chocolate frozen yogurt fall into my cup.
It freaked you out. You were afraid of it. Maybe you thought it was a snake?
So while Mommy and I enjoyed a nice frozen treat, you chose a small bag of random chocolate toppings, like brownie bites and M&M’s.
Honestly, you were just as happy with your chocolate toppings as we were with our frozen yogurt with those toppings.
Jack, we tried. We tried to get you to give delicious yogurt a chance. But now we know, you prefer the toppings.
So you got your wish: You got “chocolate instead.”
I don’t know, maybe we’ve ruined you on free sample-sized cups of whipped cream at coffee shops.
Maybe the consistency of frozen yogurt or ice cream throws you off because it’s colder and thicker than whipped cream?
Eventually I think you will change your mind. As for now, you get your brownie and you get to eat it too.
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Friday, October 1st, 2010
So the legend goes, pregnant women get crazy cravings for weird food combinations. The token pairing of pickles and ice cream has become so familiar that it’s now a swanky maternity clothing store. But is it a funny cliché or simply a reality? For us, it’s the real deal.
Though my wife has not once dealt with morning sickness throughout the pregnancy, she has definitely battled leg cramps. Of course, I’ve documented how she’s overcome them, by giving her body a surplus of the nutrients the baby is taking. Yet since then, as our baby has been getting much bigger, the discovery of pickles (which provide electrolytes) and ice cream (which provides calcium) has helped ensure those leg cramps are kept at bay.
And hey, I’ve got no complaints. Last Friday night we had to make an “ice cream run” after dinner at the house. She chose a box of fat free Vanilla frozen yogurt, while I chose a low fat French Silk Chocolate. As usual, she liked mine better. Her secret to eating low fat ice cream is this- add two spoons of peanut butter and a little Hershey’s Syrup. Some might think this defeats the purpose of low fat ice cream. We’d rather live in ignorant bliss.
All pictures with the “JHP” logo were taken by Joe Hendricks Photography:
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