I have no advice, I'm still working my way through this phase with a toddler that only reliably only eats PN&J on 50/50 bread, sausages, chicken goujons or fish fingers (but only batter).
Instead I'm going to mourn the lost art of the packed lunch.
Before having A I'd been eagerly looking forward to the chance to make his lunches, envisoning lovely picnics with pinterest worth meals.
Instead I got this:
Beige.
There's no other way to phrase it really.
In comparison this is mine
There's no other way to phrase it really.
In comparison this is mine
Honestly, which would you rather eat?
I really can't wait until this phase ends.
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