Fewer troubles with greens
Well, it seems that Rafaelito is enjoying greens — well, vegetables, at least — more with each passing day.
Then he set about enjoying red bell peppers as well. The nice thing is that he’s been asking for the peppers as a snack; we haven’t had to suggest them. That makes it a lot easier to get him to eat them.
But we have a bit of a mystery, too:
The other day, he told us he eats salad with his lunch at school.
I asked him what was in the salad, and he replied, simply, “Salad.”
I asked if there was lettuce. “Salad.”
You get the idea.
The school lunch menu we have at home doesn’t specify anything, so we’re in the dark.
I can hear you ask, “How on earth can you be unaware of what your child is eating?”
Trust me, I feel totally lame.
But in the morning when I’m dropping the smitchik off at school, things are rather hectic and the staffers who man the doors to the gymnasium where the pre-K and kindergarten students gather before being led to their classrooms are kind of tied up with getting dozens of of 3-, 4- and 5-year-olds to gather with their correct classmates.
And at day’s end, when my husband picks up Rafael, the teacher is dealing with lots of parents all trying to grab her attention to ask questions.
Besides, it was only just the other day that he mentioned the salad. These days, my brain feels so full that I can’t remember anything but the most vital information from one moment to the next. I’ll remember, at some point.
I’m just glad he’s eating vegetables. And whatever this “salad” is, I’m happy for him to eat it.