This is how James spends our shopping trips.
He picks it out himself from the produce section.
It's not exactly clean, but far be it from me to stop him.
If I did he'd just throw a tantrum and fish it out of the bag when I'm not looking.
Occasionally people stop us and ask me how I get him to eat it.
I dunno. He just likes it.
But really, I think it should earn me some kind of parenting award.
However, unless you think I'm super granola mummy who magically convinces her children to only eat good, wholesome things . . .
I present to you . . .
Rocky Road cake pops.
Balance is important in life, I think.