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I love the smell of puréed peas in the morning

Posted on November 1st, 2006 in food, whining

Peabeard!

Okay, that’s a lie. There’s nothing more revolting to me than that pea smell. Actually, even when I eat peas, I don’t like to smell them that much. And when you smash peas up and jar them, you somehow amplify the smell well beyond tolerable limits.

However, we’ve discovered that peas are the magic elixir. You want Boobaby to eat anything — anything – just smear some peas on it. She’ll do green beans, raspberries, whatever you like, as long as there’s a dollop of pea on it. And some things are vitally important to proper diaper control — like prunes — and they go down easy with a pea chaser. So peas it is, and a clothespin for my nose.