Go Bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
My excitement is not as high as that fun cheer we learned as kids. It is with great hesitation and a sense of mommy guilt that I just fed Jake a few bites of banana. If he gets sick, it's my fault. Right?
HOWEVER, Jake has officially been signed up for preschool starting in August. The truth is I need to KNOW what is going to happen when he eats a banana, a rice crispy treat or a cheerio. Will he vomit profusely? Will his body go into shock? Or are we passed this and he can just smile and wave and go on his merry way eating whatever the h-e-double-hockey-sticks he wants?
We shall wait and find out.
P.S. I know it's been a year since I posted... what's the past year been like? A normal year. Jake turned three recently. Jake likes to do whatever his big siblings are doing, he loves to hike, play baseball, ride his bike, eat candy, smile, laugh, throw tantrums, test his boundaries, play with trains, superheroes, matchbox cars and tools. He would rather wear superhero costumes than any form of normal clothing.
P.P.S. I still check EVERY. SINGLE. ITEM. that goes in his mouth for rice, oats or bananas. He also knows he's allergic to them and before trying anything new he says "does this have oats in it Mama?", "do these fries have rice on them, Mama?". Kids are so dang smart.