Raisinoia. Will Destroy Ya.

I give Boobaby raisins.

Here’s a quiz: When does BabyCenter say that raisins are OK for your baby? Answer below…

Sure, I read the lists of when you can feed your baby what. Boo didn’t get honey until recently and she won’t be eating nuts until sometime during the Shiloh Jolie-Pitt presidential administration.

I even checked the ingredients to find out if that bag of peanuts I was about to give her was made in a peanut-riddled facility. (As you can see from the photo, it’s really hard to find a peanut-free bag of peanuts these days.)

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_An ounce of prevention is better than a pound of cure_, but at this rate, Boo won’t be able to eat an ounce of anything at all, and we’ll all be scared of it while she does.

You see, the reasons that the authorities don’t want Boo to eat raisins are:

  1. She might choke on them, and
  2. She might get cavities, because they’re sticky.

I mean, really. She could choke on anything. There’s a guy at the playground whose 2-year old choked on a Cheerio. Boo still occasionally chokes on her own spit.

As much as I’d like to just sit Boo down to eat and go clean out the basement, I don’t. We’re nearby while Boo eats. We brush her teeth.

Duh.

Food paranoia isn’t going to help Boo. Confidence as a parent means believing that I will handle whatever situation comes up, be it minor boo-boo or major trauma. If the issues with raisins are cavities and choking — inherent to pretty much all food — then raisins are on the menu.

Experts be damned!


Waiting for the answer to the “When are raisins OK” quiz? Well, BabyCenter says that you shouldn’t give your kids raisins until they’re at least 3, and 4 is better. We’re only 30 months ahead of the game! Reassuringly, the British BabyCentre thinks we’re in the clear. British babies clearly chew better.


Word Count: 276. Not such a good start to Pithy Week.