Last Sunday, my husband and I were discussing feeding the baby some rice cereal around our dinner time. He seemed concerned, and told me he didn't think we'd have time to get the store, get cereal, get back back home, crush it up and then feed her before 6pm. I was confused, so I asked him what he meant by "crush it up."
He explained that in order for our daughter to eat Rice Krispies, we'd need to take the cereal and grind it down to a fine powder so it can be mixed in with her milk.
I thought he was joking... I realized he was not. So I asked him, "Do you really think rice cereal for babies is just finely ground Rice Krispies?"
We had a very strange, silent moment where we just stared at one another, not quite comprehending the other.
Finally, understanding crept across his face and he laughed. I started laughing too, and was grateful we had that little chat before he fed the baby Rice Krispies.
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