If you have been following Firedads.com recently, you are aware that we went to the doctor for Milana to get her “check up” for Kindergarten.  That is where she played the nurses into giving her a popsicle and an extra sucker.  At this same point, we were advised of the results of her blood tests.  Her iron levels were lower than normal and have gone down since her last blood check.

The doctor said that we could start introducing her to food that was rich in iron.  WELL….she is My Miss Picky Pants when it comes eating.  She has no desire to eat anything that has any flavor or is spicy.  If we could just take a box of noodles, cook it and add butter to them…she would be the happiest little person in the world.  I needed other options because I can not see her changing her eating habits.

I guess I cannot blame her since I was known as the PB and J kid at my house.

Mom:  Mikey what do you want for lunch.

Mike:  PB and J

Mom:  What do you want for dinner?

Mike:  PB and J

Now I might be dating myself here but when Battlestar Galactica first aired in the 70s (I know you people have me pegged at about 20ish but I’m not), we looked forward to watching it with my dad.  This particular day she made the green demon vegetable:  Broccoli.  And this particular day, I think my mom was being a masokist because she decided to give me a big pile of this green crap…the size of one of Fozzie’s poops!  Needless to say, the PB and J boy was not having it!  So I did what most kids will do…I boycotted!  My dad told me that I was not leaving the table until the brocolli disappeared.  Now while ideas of taking it and throwing it in the garbage crossed my mind…I knew he would find out and it would mean BIG PROBLEMS for me.  7 bells chimed and I heard the theme song start up

And YES….This has scarred me to this day.  I attempted to look around the corner from the kitchen to catch glimpses of the Cylons….only to be scolded and told to sit back at the table.  Damn it…what is a kid to do?  The only option was to eat the green demon.  With full glass of milk in hand, I would put a big piece in my mouth followed by milk and swallow it.  I’ll show them….if I choke I thought!  I didn’t and finally got the last piece done in time to enjoy the last 30 minutes.

This was the dance that would go on EVERY day when I did not get my PB and J.  The staples of kids:  Pizza, hot dogs, etc.  I wanted nothing to do with them.  Guess what?  I won the war of attrition and they gave in but I had to take an iron tablet as well due to my “extensive” palette.

Milana is following in her Daddy’s footsteps when it comes to her palette.  Mary ended up picking up a Flintstones vitamin with iron in it.  She thought it was great.  She gets to have a piece of candy each day and gets her daily amount.  Her little body is not as happy with her.  One of those unfortunate side effects of iron tablets is increased constipation.

Enter the Pre-school Prom on Friday.  All was going well until about 1/2 way through.  Milana felt nature calling.  Went to the potty and…..NOTHING.  My little princess was full of shit or FOS (for my medical friends).  So now what?  I’m not getting anywhere close to the blow hole to stick any suppository up there.  My thought was to have her drink some prune juice…well a lot. It seems to work really good.  Had Mia take some when she was a baby.  No one gave me directions on how much to give.  Well let’s just say I might have given her WAY TOO MUCH because it looked like something was murdered in her diaper with brown blood.

Thankfully, the issue resolved itself without having to do my prune juice fix.  Milana is no longer FOS for the moment and was told that maybe she should start eating more iron rich food.  She has adjusted a little but butter noodles still is her staple.  We will see if I get to experiment on her to check how much Liquid Plumber (prune juice) it will take to clear the clog!

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