Every day, when Izzy gets home from school at 1:00 p.m., he has a snack. Even though he eats lunch at noon, somehow he is still hungry. Sometimes he just eats what I am having for lunch and sometimes I put out something else for him. Usually I give him a choice and he selects something.
Today I asked him what he wanted, gave a few choices and then he responded, "Mama, I know what I want. Bananas and sour cream." He came up with that idea on his own and I was thrilled. First because he is thinking about what pleases him and second because his Great-Grandpa loves this too, as do I. Great-Grandpa Staloff has eaten bananas and sour cream or berries with sour cream for as long as I can remember.
Today's version had a bit of cinnamon sugar sprinkled on top and Izzy quickly spooned up the entire bowl, along with a double pancake on the side. Long live the tradition of fruit and sour cream!