Lesson of the Day
Chip A Hoy cookies are not a suitable breakfast for a 17 month old.
This is the story: The other morning Patti was getting ready for the day and since I was dressed and ready, I went downstairs with Emily first. We were in the kitchen, me getting my stuff together, scanning the paper, when Emily spotted a bag of cookies on the kitchen table. She started pointing at the bag and started saying "cookie, cookie" in that sweet, mumbled way 17 month old kids do.
So I, like most logical, rational men would, said "Hey booboo, you want a cookie? Is that what you're saying? Cookie? OK!" And I went to get a cookie out of the bag. No problem, right? Why not? She doesn't have to worry about weight problems, she is pretty lean for a little kid. I know she would eat it because, well, it's a cookie and cookies taste good.
So just as I was about to take the cookie out, Patti walked in and said "What are you doing?"
Not sure if it was a trick question, I replied "Giving Em breakfast."
Nuh uh. Not the right answer. Patti, very nicely I might add, reminded me that 'cookies' were not suitable for a child's breakfast.
They will be 'suitable' when I give Emily breakfast and Patti's not around.