Swedish Fish

Lil' A seems to have an aversion to any food of the red, gummy variety. It seems that each time I eat Swedish Fish or now, even Twizzlers, I earn not only utter satisfaction, but also a screaming baby who just can't seem to get settled.

It seems odd that this could actually be the problem, but I swear anytime I eat said gummy delectables, this happens. Last night, we actually moved the rocking chair from the nursery to our bedroom so that I could more comfortably rock him to sleep (read: while watching TV).

At least he doesn't seem to mind most of my other favorite things, like lumpia.