Tree Pease

Last night my wife uttered five words that I never thought would be uttered in our house, at least not together in one sentence. When she said "can you hide the broccoli," we both had to hold back the laughter. She'd already said "only one more piece." She'd also had to put broccoli in the cheese sandwich in order for her to eat it. And Dipity, after her first tentative bite, had eaten piece of broccoli after piece of broccoli. When the little green guys didn't come fast enough, she would let loose a "brocclii pease" or "tree pease." It was just too much for us. Until two weeks ago, it had been months since even a pea had been given any serious consideration. Corn and avocado were the only vegetable-like substances Dipity would suffer. And then one day she wanted "dad's peas." Last week she ate cooked carrots. And now, it's little trees. In toddler world, nothing stays the same for very long. It's comforting to know that the changes can go in any direction, even ones that are parentally perceived to be positive.