Hotdog

Baby ate hotdog today. When he saw Janine eating one, he pointed out to it and said in a very cute voice, "hod-dog." Bolo and I looked at each other. I knew we both felt hesitant to let him have it. But we can't have him feeling deprived too. After all it is difficult to lecture a one-year old baby on the value of vegetarianism.

Mama Fely saw it as another opportunity to tell us Baby needs meat too while he is still at this stage and growing up. Bolo and I knew better but of course we respect what she was telling us too. We knew where she is coming from and what she is driving at. And so we kept quiet. We knew we are all looking at what would be best for Baby. There is no argument in that.

And so, Bolo and I decided we are going out later to buy Baby some vegetarian soya hotdogs and sausages. It's been the very first time he even asked for meat or even showed indication of liking it. There were some "well-meaning" friends and relatives who had playfully offered Baby meat. But Baby would always turn away. What happened this morning was a first. I guess it had something to do with the color and how his "ate" is eating it too.

Oh well, it is always Baby's choice. When he grows up it would always be his choice. Bolo and I could only tell him about the values and principles that made us opt to go vegetarian. In the end it is always his choice. For now though, we would help create the "environment" for him. He could always choose differently later...