I have not done as well this time around at keeping the babies away from unhealthy foods. With Ethan, I was pretty strict (except for ice cream) until he turned 2. I don’t know whether it’s because they’re the “second” child[ren], because there are two of them, because I’m now too old and tired to care, or because we’re trying so hard to get Colin to gain weight. But basically, they’re getting more junk than Ethan did. (That’s not to say that they are eating an unhealthy diet — overall, they still eat very well.)
Ethan and I made cake pops today, finishing our first round before dinner. So, of course, we had to try them to make sure they’re gift-worthy. (If you get cake pops from Ethan for Christmas, please pretend you didn’t read this post.) And, of course, Colin and Veronica are old enough now to recognize a treat when they see one. And they wanted in on the action.
Because I’m an old softie, I let them split a pop — which made them very happy (and messy) babies. To be honest, it’s fun to watch them enjoy treats like that — which is probably the real reason I let them have the goodies.
Now I’ll just have to hope the sugar doesn’t affect their sleep too much.
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