Thomas's grumpy face says it all: no popcorn for baby
Also, I do put him in clothes. He just covers them in food.
(See: rapsberries for lunch.)
This begs the question: why not take him out of his clothes before feeding him?
And to this I say: you clearly aren't the mother of three small children.
I didn't "start to feed him." He swiped raspberries from Peter,
and the rest, they say
is laundry.
How could I have forgotten popcorn! It's definitely the snack of choice around here, a fourth entry into Family Davis-Ross Favorites Of All Time, Food Edition. Kevin's the chief popcorn popper. but I stepped in this afternoon to whip up a microwave batch for the kids. (I didn't really follow a recipe, but here's one. It's pretty much the easiest recipe since boiling water for tea.)
Since I added butter to our popcorn, I was declared the tastiest popcorn maker in the family. We needed the butter to cover up the distinct smoky flavor from the clump of popcorn that was about three seconds away from igniting in the microwave. I'm pretty sure I saw embers.
Unfortunately, Thomas awoke amid all of the popping of kernels and squeals of "butter! hooray!" He tried to join the popcorn party. Sorry, buddy, maybe in a few years. Oh, who am I kidding. He was given a very few, very small, very pre-selected pieces of popcorn to taste. Judging by the way he shark-dived my fingers for more, he loved it.
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