For approximately 22 months Benjamin has been obsessed with dog food. Apparently, this isn't rare -- children everywhere are obsessed with dog (and I'm assuming cat) food. It's an epidemic with no cure.
This fascination is completely inexplicable to me.
And for approximately 22 months we have been trying to keep Ben away from the food (yes, we've tried time out, feeding the dogs on a schedule, moving the bowl into the doggie area. He's like a moth to a flame.)
Luckily, he's not interested in eating it. He likes to throw it and watch the dogs run after it and eat it.
Imagine this face:
In this room:
(Please excuse this awful pic -- it was taken on or around moving day last year.)
With the carpet covered with these nuggets:
But this morning, I gave up. And you know what? It was worth it. Why? Because the dog food occupied him AND the dogs for nearly 45 minutes. He threw each and every nugget out of the dog bowl... one... at... a... time. And they ate each and every nugget.
The damage done: NONE! No mess! And a quiet baby and dogs. In the mean time I emptied and loaded the dishwasher, wiped down the counters, hand washed the pots and pans, organized my coupons, got dressed, and I would have written this post, but out Internet connection was out. (Does anyone else have to unplug and replug their stuff nearly every day? Obnoxious!)
So the lesson learned today? Sometimes giving up is OK for everyone. (As long as he doesn't start eating the food.)
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