Bad momma

You know how at a certain age, the baby starts to look longingly at whatever you're eating, and you actually start to feel guilty for not sharing? The other night it was Nilla wafers. Harmless enough, I thought. Similar to those nasty 'Mums' teething biscuits but with some flavor. I consulted Auntie Cheryl who was present and witnessing Maddie's silent begging, and we decided it was time for her to road test her new pearly whites.

She was not a fan. She turned the cookie over in her hands and we had to help her figure out that it was for eating {honestly, I thought all kids exited the womb with a finely tuned cookie radar}. Then after a few long moments of gumming and sucking, a mushy chunk fell off in her mouth. Oh dear. A few gags and sour faces {where in the world did she learn those?} later, she was still recovering. We helped her wash it all down with some prune juice {the fun never stops in our house!} and she was a little out of sorts for the rest of the night. Is it possible that half of a Nilla wafer could constipate a little girl? Easy does it with this little one... Lesson learned.