The Definition of Irony

… is that I sat down at my desk this morning with a donut in my hand and saw a Tweet with a link that indicated the interview I did with my nutritionist-mom-blog-friend posted on her site yesterday. Fail.

In my defense, the baby’s molar from hell is giving him a really hard time this morning, and we’re out of oatmeal at the house so I just had a kale smoothie for breakfast, and after I dropped El Meatball off at his friend’s house I had to run back in for my wallet. All of which is to say this morning was crazy and I was really hungry, so I scrounged a couple dollars together for a donut on my way to the office.

Don’t judge me.

Out-loud

I really like Sarah and her blog. She’s a nutritionist, but she’s also a working mom with a toddler so she gets it. She doesn’t throw down impossible recipes or make me feel like a terrible mom for occasionally feeding my baby inorganic veggies. When I told her I like Taco Bell, she agreed. I like her.

She’s starting a new series spotlighting real moms who are trying to feed their families real food, and when she emailed me about participating, I was pretty sure she’d OD-ed on quinoa or something. But I answered her questions and told her I wouldn’t be offended if she didn’t want to use – or at least didn’t want to start with – mine.

But she did. So you should go check it out here.

Some of my other faves from Sarah:

• Breakfast in a Hurry: Oatmeal Toaster Pancakes
• 5 Ways to Nurture a Healthy Relationship with Food
• Immune-Boosting Tips for Kids

Clicky some things. Leave her some comment love on our interview – Tell her what a fraud I am, or that yes – duh – everyone packs left-overs like that. 😉