So when I was pregnant reading all of the books and magazines, and watching others parent their children, I remember having a lengthy discussion with Brock about appropriate "snacks". We both decided that "our" child wasn't going to be eating junk like chips, french fries, or cookies. Not for at least 2 years.
AhhhHaHaHaHa,
that plan went out the window long before the first birthday when Big Time was introduced to chips and Popsicles by his older, more mature cousin Lainey.
We did however make it until 1 to introduce cookies, mostly because if they are in the house, we tend to eat them. But alas, it did happen, and the first Oreo is always the sweetest! Especially when you eat it the right way. Dad showed Bub how to twist the top off to get to the creme in the middle, and by bedtime Sunday Biggs was also dunking them in whatever cup was sitting around without a lid on it! It is the cutest thing to see him imitate someone else, that is until you use all of the swifter wet jet refills in one afternoon because you have to keep mopping up milk, juice, and oh yeah... the dogs water mixed with cookie.
Norie didn't seem to mind a bit though!
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