|Someone's been feeding coffee beans to the baby.|
But here's a complication: would I be able to market these beans as vegan, given that they've been through the digestive system of an animal? I'm not even sure these beans could technically be called "free range," based on the use of baby gates in our house. And they're definitely not "cruelty-free" beans given how roughly Stella sometimes interacts with Baby W. If she could keep him penned into a veal cage she would. Basically, these special beans would be processed and harvested using the equivalent of traditional, big-agriculture methods. Michael Pollan is not going to approve.
By this time I realize you're thoroughly sorry that you ever clicked on the link to bring you to this post, but I would like to discuss another example of food that is barely changed on its trip through Baby W's system: broccoli. Sometimes even the tiny little florets are still intact on the other side! This is why I'm perplexed that he is somehow actually managing to get bigger. Perhaps he is taking in most of his nourishment from the air, and he's actually a species of bromelaid.
We use cloth diapers at our house, and wash them ourselves. I remember when I was pregnant with Stella and looking into diapering options. I had decided to use cloth diapers, and David scoffed at me, saying he thought I'd revert to using disposables in a few weeks. In fact, cloth diapers were so successful at our house that not only did we use them for all of Stella's babyhood, but now I have managed to foist off the chore of washing them onto David. Now that is a successful diapering system.
I can hear thumping feet and a baby crying upstairs, which means I should probably sign off and go help David. Plus I need to get a head start on dinner. You can come over for dinner if you want. We're having hummus.