Just Roll With It: Autonomous Breakfast
03.31.11: Leo's 34th Month
This is the age of independence. Which means that while Leo stands on a stool and pees at the toilet, I am instructed to “stand back Mama.” I know, I know, you can do it on your own. You’re a big boy. Nothing makes one feel like an overbearing mother like the urge to grab your son’s member and redirect it. My husband claims I don’t understand, a statement that I am quite sure is accurate, since, speaking of accuracy, I always get my pee in the potty.
But anyway, I digress. Independence is exciting. It makes you want to change your socks multiple times a day, just because you can. It makes you climb precarious pieces of furniture rather than asking for something you can’t reach. And it makes you weep bitter tears every morning when someone else has to slice the bread for your breakfast.
Well enough! We the people of this family have finally solved the bread loaf crisis. Leo and I have begun baking whole wheat pull-apart challah rolls each week. It is revolutionary: Leo is out of his pajamas and standing on his stool opening the bread box to fix himself breakfast almost before we can roll out of bed in the morning. We stumble into the kitchen and stare at the scrawny, pale nude person eating cream cheese off a butter knife with a feeling of complete wonder. How did this absurd, wonderful creature happen to us?
Zoe Singer is a freelance food writer and cookbook editor and co-author of The Flexitarian Table. Food Editor and blogger for The Faster Times, she tries not to eat for two now that her son is a toddler.