It's been two weeks since my mother left for Croatia on a Thursday. That entire week (and probably the week before), Ivan kept telling her "kupit jogurt." She had the best intentions of taking him to buy yogurt but in the end it didn't work out. She left before they were able to buy yogurt together.
Ivan, however, wasn't phased by it. He just continued, and still continues, telling us to "kupit jogurt." We've bought yogurt several times now. Those little Stonybrook Farm, sixpack Baby Yoyos. He tells us to buy yogurt even when he have some in the house. It's become his tag line, "kupit yogurt."
Ivan's been obsessed with that yogurt for over a year now. No, probably longer than that. That yogurt was one of the first baby foods he tried. He would eat nothing but that yogurt. So eventually, I had stopped buying them and had him eat regular plain yogurt instead. A few months had gone by. Then sometime in late winter, like February or March, he saw one of those yogurts at Bella's house. He remembered them. I was surprised. I didn't think we would.
Since then every time we're in the store, if he sees the yogurt, we need to buy it.
He used to point to the yogurt and get really upset if we wouldn't put it in the cart. A few months ago at Trader Joe's, I put a sixpack in the shopping cart. He was sitting in the shopping cart, as well. As soon as I put the yogurt in the cart, he started turning around, desperately trying to reach for it. I really wasn't paying attention to his actions, until I realized that he had managed to pull off the cover of one of the yogurts. So, he ate the yogurt in the middle of the store.
Now, that he's verbal, he likes to run toward the yogurt display, yelling "find it, I find it," and get the yogurt.
Those yogurts are really good and creamy. Full of sugar too. All babies love them. No all babies seem to be addicted to them. Like Ivan. I've started to think that they put some sort of special additives in the yogurt that appeal just to babies. Or maybe, it's just plain fat and sugar, that are the magical ingredients.
Eating yogurt wouldn't be a problem, if Ivan were satisfied with just one package. Instead, once he starts eating them, he ends up eating the entire six pack in one day: Three or four for breakfast and the remainder in the evening.
I wouldn't mind this either, if he were to eat something else as well. But unfortunatelly, after such a sugary and fatty sixpack, there is rarely room for anything else. (Unless the else, is the "Happy birthday. Cake," or cookies.)
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Midnight ramblings of a working mom of two kids.
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