I’m the mother of a toddler. When Jessie first started on table food, she would eat everything. Thanksgiving at my parents’ house just after she turned one was an exciting exploration in tastes. Jessie’s first cousin once removed, who is about six-and-a-half months older, said “no” to a lot and ate little. Meanwhile Jessie shoveled food off of my plate into her mouth.
I’m now blessed with the dining habits of a two-year-old. I swear that toddlers live on air. She wants a lot of different foods throughout the day, but doesn’t eat very much. However, she’s a good drinker. She has a routine of drinking Danimals yogurt smoothie first thing in the morning followed by two cups of milk. She likes juice and lemonade, but is perfectly happy with water. It’s funny considering how hard it was to find a sippy cup that she liked and would transition off her bottles.
I know how much I worry about what to feed Jessie and if she’ll eat the same thing more than once. I know that I’m not the only parent of a toddler struggling in this area. And yet beer is not on my list of acceptable beverages for my child.
I don’t know if the parents of the toddler at the Phillies game at Citizens Bank Park condoned his imbibing, but the pictures I’ve seen don’t look like anyone is rushing to stop him. CPS in Philadelphia wants to get involved, yet doesn’t have any information about the child or parents. I figure a warrant for ticket information can’t be that hard to get.
I can’t even imagine giving my toddler a taste much less chug from a beer bottle. Toddlers are fast. I know if my toddler wanted a sip of what I had, I’d have to make sure to keep it out of her reach if it wasn’t age appropriate.