It's 90 degrees in Baltimore, and the hottest space in the house is in front of the computer. I think it's time to start lobbying for my own laptop. We have one that 7 years old, but it's slow and heavy and wants to burn your legs off. Plus it seems to be full. I figure between the homeschooling, food research, and my celebrity news addiction, there's no way we can survive much longer on one and a half Macs. Am I being ridiculous? I don’t think so. Throw in the pinched nerve in my back and I think we've got a winner.
I've been getting REALLY good at making J's food before we go out. It usually takes about half an hour, but it's worth it to know exactly what’s going in him. Now, if I could figure out what exactly is making him sick, we'd be ok. I brought champagne grapes, cooked carrots and broccoli, and safe graham crackers today to SalsaPolkaPalooza at the Creative Alliance in Highlandtown, and the boy ended up eating a blue snoball, a lollipop, and a donut (I Know, SUPER bad, but I was wearing down). He had a loose poo about 30 minute after the donut, but he'd had one this morning, too, so was it the donut? Who knows? I think it really is time to go elimination for a few weeks. I'll stop talking about it now, and just do it. I think I've been feeling like going on the ED is really admitting he has a problem with food, and that it's serious. I love food so much, I can barely stand the thought of not having huge portions of it in my life.
Speaking of which, time for the "after J is asleep" meal. Chococake!
Thanks for reading,
-Anne
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