Ode To The Green Bean
I consider myself to be a decent mother. My child is happy and healthy and more often than not wearing a matching outfit. I try to provide him with the best possible foundation in life where his emotional, mental, and physical well being are all in check. So why is it, in my quest for motherhood-utopia, that I find myself thwarted my Gerber's, Nature's Best, and every other damn baby food manufacturer out there? Now all you vegetable haters out there unite (believe me, I am one of them) but the craziest thing has happened over the past 10 months of my son's life. Each week when we go to purchase our supplies at the local Safeway and even Real Foods we find it harder and harder to locate a jar of something simple and green. One by one they have all disappeared...his most favorite creamed Spinach, the perfect peas, the greenest of beans, only to be followed by the garden vegetables (green variety not orange). Now I am not talking about the tree huggin hippie baby food that tends to mix the delightful veggies with things like lentils and potatoes. I am talking about the single, simple, veg. The shelves have been restocked with much more palate pleasing macaroni and cheese and summer garden vegetables which looks more like carrots in disguise. Sugar and carbs have replaced vitamin a and fiber and it seems that I am the only one on notice! I was standing there in the Safeway aisle digging through the carefully arranged shelf of junk food when another mother approached. We stood gazing together at the selections and I queried her on my conspiracy theory that Gerber is secretly trying to wrong our youth's eating habits from the cradle so later on they will be more inclined to not pass up that box of Nutter Butters. She looked at me quizzically and exclaimed "Huh, I hadn't noticed."
Hadn't noticed? Put down that spoon full of marshmallow fluff and look what is being peddled to your toddler! The Safeway manager was no help either telling me they only stock what people buy. Now don't get me wrong. I have been known to provide the occasional fruit puff or carrot wheel as bribery for good behavior. But when I am also trying to get some vegetables down my kid's throat before he realizes they are yuckie and I am dodging spoonfuls of UFGO's, I could really use a hand here.
So here is what I want Gerber....plain and simple....
Bring back the creamed spinach and my peas, and for god's sake please put them in a glass jar. Just like Coca Cola, it tastes better!
It may save my son from a gastric bypass one day!
I consider myself to be a decent mother. My child is happy and healthy and more often than not wearing a matching outfit. I try to provide him with the best possible foundation in life where his emotional, mental, and physical well being are all in check. So why is it, in my quest for motherhood-utopia, that I find myself thwarted my Gerber's, Nature's Best, and every other damn baby food manufacturer out there? Now all you vegetable haters out there unite (believe me, I am one of them) but the craziest thing has happened over the past 10 months of my son's life. Each week when we go to purchase our supplies at the local Safeway and even Real Foods we find it harder and harder to locate a jar of something simple and green. One by one they have all disappeared...his most favorite creamed Spinach, the perfect peas, the greenest of beans, only to be followed by the garden vegetables (green variety not orange). Now I am not talking about the tree huggin hippie baby food that tends to mix the delightful veggies with things like lentils and potatoes. I am talking about the single, simple, veg. The shelves have been restocked with much more palate pleasing macaroni and cheese and summer garden vegetables which looks more like carrots in disguise. Sugar and carbs have replaced vitamin a and fiber and it seems that I am the only one on notice! I was standing there in the Safeway aisle digging through the carefully arranged shelf of junk food when another mother approached. We stood gazing together at the selections and I queried her on my conspiracy theory that Gerber is secretly trying to wrong our youth's eating habits from the cradle so later on they will be more inclined to not pass up that box of Nutter Butters. She looked at me quizzically and exclaimed "Huh, I hadn't noticed."
Hadn't noticed? Put down that spoon full of marshmallow fluff and look what is being peddled to your toddler! The Safeway manager was no help either telling me they only stock what people buy. Now don't get me wrong. I have been known to provide the occasional fruit puff or carrot wheel as bribery for good behavior. But when I am also trying to get some vegetables down my kid's throat before he realizes they are yuckie and I am dodging spoonfuls of UFGO's, I could really use a hand here.
So here is what I want Gerber....plain and simple....
Bring back the creamed spinach and my peas, and for god's sake please put them in a glass jar. Just like Coca Cola, it tastes better!
It may save my son from a gastric bypass one day!
3 comments:
Doesn't Jason have his dad's “eat meat” gene? ;-)
You'll soon be able to feed him grown-up food. Just open a can of peas and give him some. For green beans you may want to cut them into smaller pieces. Cut up fresh fruit into Jason-mouth-sized-bites. Free yourself from Gerber's control of your son!
I now have this picture up on the fridge next to the one taken of Jason when he was oh, two months old at the most, standing up on the sofa at Alpine and looking out the window and nexst to the pix of him holding himself up in the crib and looking at us with great determination. here is is now, saying, finally "Freedom! I can FINALLY do what all the big guys do, Look at me!" Hurrah for you little man, you are our miracle. When feeling a little blue, all we have to to is pull up a picture of you, to pull us out of the doldrums. Connor says to tell you that you sustain him over there in the desert.
correct response for this:
when desparate: boil then blend
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