This is our current food situation. It’s been a long day. He loves chips. He loves peas. He loves fish fingers. He can eat the same meal as his brother. So why do I feel the slightest bit of guilt?
I don’t think Boy 1 had this classic combo til at least 18 months. Yet Boy2 is probably on his 3rd (ish) round. But it was all cooked in the oven and I didn’t give him ketchup!
No harm in it every now and then. After all, happy baby = happy mummy and all that….
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