These are called Peas? But isn't that also....?
Yes, B-Boy. English is a funny language.
Last night, he moved on to sweet potatoes. We had wanted to start with them, but were told not to since they are so sweet. (Babies then only want to eat the sweet stuff, or so the theory goes.) I had thought it would be nice to start with something fitting from North Carolina for him to eat. Oh well. North Carolina is known for our sweet potatoes, so it seemed like a good place to start. Did you know this? North Carolina is the leader in sweet potato production, supplying 40% of the annual US production of sweetpotatoes.
See, you learned something. Neb and I went to the Farmer's Market to get them. Wanted them to be fresh for our little one! We decided on Covington sweet potatoes, as opposed to Beauregard, Hernandez, Jewel, Puerto Rico, Japanese, O'Henry and White Delight. Did you know there were so many kinds? I think not. I didn't know there were lots of different kinds of sweet potatoes either.
I baked them for an hour on a pan at 400 degrees. I pulled off the peel and then pureed it to a fluffy goodness.
So, how did B-Boy do?
He adored them... and looked at Neb as if to say, "You have been holding out on me! Where have these been?"
Orange is a great color on me! HA!
But the funniest part was to come... an hour afterward we put him to bed... WHERE THE SUGAR KICKED IN!!!!!
Seriously, he was flopping around, shaking his head, willing himself awake. His eyes would flutter, clearly showing he was sleepy, and then it was as if he said "SUGAR!!!! SHUG- SHUG- SHUG.... SUGAR!!!!!!" and then he would shake his head, flop his arms, and kick his legs.
It was hilarious, and it took 4 cycles of the music on the seahorse and me rubbing his belly in a circular motion for him to finally calm down and go to sleep.
So we learned something.
a) don't feed B-Boy so close to bed
b) heaven help us when we give him real sugar
c) we are grateful he can't run yet.
;)
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