Broccoli

I mixed some broccoli with Lyla's pasta this evening. Broccoli has an advantage over other vegetables because it's a word Lyla knows. "Bah-ca!" And sometimes she takes it to the next level: "Bah-bah-ca!"

In the above photo, note the piece on the tray itself. It's about to disappear.


Now it's in her hand. We have a rule at the table that it's not okay to throw food on the floor, but it's perfectly acceptable to give food to Mama or Dada. Lyla follows this rule impeccably about 23% of the time.


This was one of those times. I happened to have some hummus on the table, so I dunked the rejected floret.


Note to self: start a rock band and call it the Rejected Florets.

Lyla loves hummus, so she was all over that action. The broccoli entered the mouth.


Three seconds of relative calm, and then:


We were close. Unfortunately, despite the rule prohibiting food on the floor, Lyla's bowl did not survive her floret rage.


But how do you tell your baby "No no" when you can't stop laughing?