>Red Writing Hood: Crunchy Momma
> “But, Mom! Please!! I know it has been 27 years since you made baby food, but I really need your help!” Kelly’s voice cracked a little in her despair.
Jace was screaming behind her, which only added more frenzy to her normally calm demeanor. She switched her cellphone to speaker so she could talk and soothe him at the same time.
“What’s the matter with that boy?” her mom asked.
“He’s hungry! I’ve been trying to make his applesauce for thirty minutes now, and it’s just not right! Please help me, or do you want me to call Alvin’s mother instead?”
Alvin’s mother lived two hours away and worked from home, so she came to Kelly’s assistance on a regular basis, a source of pain to her own mother, who lives in another state ten hours away. She had come to help Kelly when Jace was first born, but due to illness and the lack of finances, she was not able to come as often as she wanted to.
Alvin’s mother was old school, though, and Kelly wanted to stick to a natural, organic diet with Jace, so the only person who really could help her with this was her ultra-organic mother.
“Alvin’s mother couldn’t boil water without burning it,” her mother said before letting out a long sigh. Kelly knew that sigh. It meant her mother was resigned to helping her, and she was okay with that. Her mother acted like she was being put out, but she knew that she secretly loved that Kelly came to her with questions. “What ingredients are you using?”
“Apples and water. And I was thinking cinnamon, but he’s so little.”
“And that’s all? You’ve got to mash those apples up good, and definitely add cinnamon. It won’t hurt him. Add a little corn syrup, too.”
“Corn syrup? Mom, he’s 6 months old. Corn syrup, really?”
“Yes, really. It’s only a small amount. He will be fine, really, and it will give it a little consistency, which is what you want. Kelly, I put corn syrup in a lot of your food when you were little. You came out fine, didn’t you?”
“Yes, mom. I guess I did. It just doesn’t sound very nutritious all of a sudden, that’s all.”
“Corn syrup and that high fructose crap are different. Also, add a little orange juice. Not a lot, just a little bit. It will make a big difference. It’s Vitamin C.”
“Orange juice is acidic, Mother. Are you pulling my leg? Corn syrup and orange juice.” She shakes her head, smiling as Jace imitates her motions. She sighs loud enough for her mother to hear her. “How much is a little?”
“Oh just a touch, not even a tablespoon full of either.” Her mother is quiet for a few minutes and Kelly hears the sound of paper flipping over the speaker.
Before she can say anything, her mom speaks again. “Just a half teaspoon of corn syrup, and 2 teaspoons of orange juice. Well, if you are making a large batch, anyway. How much did you say you were making again?”
“Oh, Mother, really. Were you not listening to a thing I said?”
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–Stephanie, AKA The Drama Mama