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A topic of discussion at my house is who is going to clean the highchair trays after the babies have had their meal. The tray is white, but by the time the babies get done eating the tray is orange(sweet potatoes, carrots) green(peas, green beans) yellow(corn, squash) purple(prunes) or a mixture of
said colors and a few more interesting ones and some chunks. I know it's not hygenic to not clean them for days on end, so I usually clean them at the end of every day or two, depending on how I feel from work or how ragged the children run me or how much brain I have right then. If the tray itself was lumpy(ie not flat) and if it came in a swirled color pattern, the mess wouldn't be as noticeable. It would also give the babies a little something more to play with or at least look at.
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Whirled Peas. and, it's an old pun. |
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Visualize Whirled Peas..... |
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Also:
- Commit sensless acts of beauty and random acts of kindness.
- The performing arts society wants to see more sax and violins on TV. |
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Thats what I was going for rforrestr, I just can't spell. |
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I see you've corrected it.... ;-) |
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So, basically, you want a highchair tray that includes whirled colours such as pea green, carrot orange, squash yellow, and beet purple? And you want a lumpy tray? |
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I *think* it's best to clean the tray after every usage.....just stick it in the sink/dishwasher with the dishes.... |
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You make this out to be much harder than it has to be - all of you. When the baby is born, go out and get a puppy of a large breed of dog.
By the time you're feeding the infant mushy food, the dog will be big enough to clean up everything, including the chair, the baby, the walls, the floor.
Dogs are the handiest tool ever made for cleaning up after babies and children.
Plus, studies have shown that kids who grow up from a very young age with pets in the house have fewer allergies.
A messy kid is just a dog treat waiting to happen. |
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When I was but a lad in grammar school, the trays in our cafeteria were swirled and mottled with an ... interesting mix of maroon, peach, and of all colors olive green. I always wondered how they would find the tray if someone dropped it in the big slop buckets where they had us empty our trays after we ate. Or, worse, if someone, er, didn't quite like the yummy food as well as the rest of us and got, er, violently sick upon the tray. Thank God the things weren't lumpy, though, or I would never have been able to stomach enough food to sustain myself during the day. |
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I was just thinking that the trays could have some hills and vallies so that when babies try to play with toys on them while I'm getting their food ready, things would be more interesting. I didn't mean for the lumps to induce vomiting. Yes, I want a whirled color tray, it doesn't have to be green, orange, yellow, and purple; but it would be nice. This way it would mask most of the colors that they get fed with anyway. |
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I thought from the title and the description of the problem that you were going to suggest having the tray mounted on a powerful, erm, spinny thing, so that the various bits of matter could be spun off (maybe into a trough running round the edge of the tray). Run at slow speeds whilst the nipper is eating would definately make dinner time more interesting, though more so for you than him/her. |
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UB (and others): I have no children at all. Rather, I am the product of the rearing style I mentioned in my annotation. It's certainly never caused me any harm.
. . . uh, noticeable harm.
. . . um, no significant damage at all really.
. . . er, do farm animals count? |
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I must say qb, while I don't have a dog now, that was how I was raised too. Napkins? What are those? |
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The dog we had when I was a kid would never eat anything off the floor.. |
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she would always catch it before it hit. |
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It really wouldn't have bothered this particular mutt. She used to run away to eat silage. |
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Yama, it runs off to eat silage? Strange (and indiscriminate) dog. Funnily enough, when [calum] and I were young, we composed a song about silage: |
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Silage is good to eat,
Is good to eat, is good to eat,
Silage is good to eat,
Is good to eat for tea. |
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There's not much to do in the Highlands. |
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THINK CONSISTENTLY, ACT ERRATICALLY |
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By creating an account so you can add a meaningless annotation to a year-old idea? |
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"A messy kid is just a dog treat waiting to happen." |
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I think that just about sums up life. Insert nouns of choice... |
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Whirled peas... a large whirling, vomit colored, suspiciously lumpy tray, baby sitting behind it, flinging mushy bits of food onto it and watching them splat off onto the walls... *shiver* Sometimes I visualize things too well for my own mental well-being. |
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