Or rather, today we introduced the Happy Boy to Marshmallow Peeps. Both sisters had been introduced at younger ages, and decided today that they'd take a pass.
Anyway, earlier this week the girls were given little containers of bubble solution that were shaped like peeps; and when they pulled them out of their goody baskets, they happily declared, "Look! Slugs!" So we've decided to refer to them now as slugs. There is a bit of a resemblance, after all.
Well, as we got out the peeps earlier today, the girls decided they didn't particularly want to put them in their mouths. I'm not sure I blame them one bit, actually. But the Happy Boy is at the age where he puts anything in his mouth that he can get his hands on. He is much more like this than his sisters ever were; we can't put him down outside for more than twenty seconds before he's dining on a clump of dirt he found in our garden, or an odd stick, or (we presume) real slugs.
So how did he take to these marshmallow marvels?
Well, apparently he was intrigued enough to keep taking bites and chewing on them. He was not, however, intrigued enough to swallow. Much clean-up was required.
While it should be apparent from previous posts on this blog that I have a strong respect for societal and familial traditions, um... I think this is a tradition that isn't going to survive too many more years.
But in the meantime, we can certainly enjoy all the humor there is to be found about these creations of Modern Nutritional Technology--for example, the fact that they're nearly impossible to dissolve. And check out this page, describing a tricky medical procedure...
Quintuplet Peep siblings, conjoined at birth, have been separated through this daring application of modern medicine!
Anyway, I hope you all had a happy and joyous Easter. I suppose it's ironically appropriate that we should celebrate the Resurrection of Christ and our hope of eternal life by feeding our kids a food that is nigh indestructible....