I'm officially giving up on blueberry waffles. Not the elaborate kind. Just your garden variety muffin mix you add milk and egg to and dump in the waffle iron.
I thought that maybe actually mixing the waffle mix, spraying the big iron and clamping it down would make me more of a Super-Mom instead of walking to the freezer, taking out the Eggo's and toasting them in our 100 year old toaster.
I.was.wrong.
Before I could even plug the waffle iron in, Sophie was chanting in protest: "nana, nana, nana!" I give them a fruit with their breakfast and in her little 16 month mind, she could skip her starch and make due until lunch on her banana.
I have tried the blueberry waffles 3 times. I thought it might get better each time - you know, give them a few times to get used to it....
Not so much.
This is the floor this morning. It's the worst it's been in the 3 times I've attempted to expand their palattes - who was I kidding?!?
Seriously. I'm done. Back to Eggo's. (Do you hear the cheering from my house?)
This is Sophie's defiant look AFTER I saw the mess on the floor.
This is Sophie laughing at Izzy because Izzy actually ate said waffles.
This is Sophie hiding from a bite that I was trying to get her to eat.
This is Alexander's uneaten plate of waffles.
"THERE ARE STARVING CHILDREN IN AFRICA!!" I screamed."What's Africa?!?" asked my 4 year old.
Seriously. I'm done.
1 comment:
Hey you did better than me-mine didn't get breakfast this AM since they woke up at almost 10!
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