I must admit that this is Sarah’s very first try at Jello. Bad mom, you say? I say NOT. Jello is nasty to me for one very specific reason.
I was 5. I was in the hospital having my tonsils removed. It was the day I got to go home. The Doctor came in and said “You are good to go! Oh but you have to finish that bowl of Jello.” BAM! I don’t like Jello anymore.
See, not my fault at all.
On a much happier note, Sarah LOVES Jello. Her first reaction was “TOUCH IT, TOUCH IT, MAMA!!” She was so amazed at how it felt, I think she was afraid to eat it. Once she tasted it, she was hooked. She couldn’t finish the whole container and asked if I could wrap it up since “I’ll never get it ever again.” *insert super sad Sarah face here* Talk about making me feel guilty! Geesh!! I have bought Jello to make myself to prove to her that she can have it again!