There’s just no explaining to a toddler that food is going to get even more broken the second they put it in their mouth.
Oh no – don’t you hate it when your broccoli is broken?
Bubba ate almost all of the other veggies on her plate, but this poor piece of broccoli was abandoned by Bubba.
Lucky mumma isn’t so fussy!
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About bumpyroadtobubba
Mumma to Poppy Grace (born January 2011); forever friend to my furry buddies Bella & Bear; love spending time with family & friends, cooking, reading, writing, design & watching trashy TV (when I find time)!
I try to perform one random act of kindness each day & think more people should learn a lesson in unconditional love & acceptance from our 4-legged furry friends.
This is my journey to motherhood & beyond - single by chance, mother by choice.
There are days around here when it is VERY important that the banana be given whole, not broken in half. I hear you. And it is confounding, but so it goes. Just another day in broken-broccoli/half-a-banana paradise, right?
Broken food is the worst!