Paring Down the Plastic

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I wrote a post on my blog when my girls had just turned two.  Looking at the amount of plasticware I pulled out of my dishwasher every day, I was feeling rather guilty for contributing to the rising price of crude oil.

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Over the past two and a half years, things have progressively gotten better and better, with less and less plastic on our kitchen table.

I can’t remember their exact age, but I think the girls were about 2 1/2 when I started serving them some meals in glass / ceramic plates and bowls.  It felt like such a milestone when I stopped separating their meat from their veggies from their fruit in those little plastic compartments.  The girls eat the same things we do, and it’s so very nice to see them eating from the same plates, too.

Our next move, when the girls were three-ish, was to regular silverware.  Our everyday flatware is big and chunky — which I love — but it wasn’t very conducive to my girls’ itty-bitty hands.  I happened to remember I had a set of stainless steel flatware from my mom.  I was excited to see that the teaspoons and salad forks were just the right size for the girls.  (And it’s kind of neat to see them eating with the same utensils I grew up with, too.)

When the girls were 3 1/2, we finally traded in their straw cups for open-top plastic cups.  It felt like a huge win with so many fewer bits and bobs in the dishwasher every day.  The girls did pretty well with that transition, although for the past year we’ve had the occasional milk spill.

[a) Why can’t they ever spill water???

b) Whoever said “Don’t cry over spilled milk” surely never had to painstakingly clean it up in the rush of a school morning when the phone is ringing and the cat just threw up.]

But I digress.

We tried taller, thinner plastic cups, thinking they would be easier for the girls to grasp.  We tried shorter, stockier plastic cups, thinking they would be less likely to tip over.

It finally dawned on me that I should consider crossing one final frontier, the move to glasses.  We have heavy-bottomed juice glasses that are a good size for the girls’ hands.  They sit very sturdy, so I imagine they would be pretty difficult to knock over.

So far, a few days in, so good.

The girls LOVE having such a “grown-up” place setting, complete with plates, forks, spoons, and now, glasses.  And KNOCK ON WOOD, we haven’t seen any spills with this new set-up.

Certainly I’m hoping that continues to be the case.  If I cried over spilled milk from a plastic cup, I’ll probably need therapy if I had to clean milk and shattered glass.

MandyE is mom to 4 1/2-year old fraternal twin girls.  She blogs about their adventures, and her journey through motherhood, at Twin Trials and Triumphs.

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MandyE

MandyE is the mother of 4 ½-year old fraternal twin girls, Baby A and Baby B. (And yes, their names actually start with the letters A and B!) She worked in the marketing field for nine years before her girls were born, but these days she’s relishing the opportunity to be a SAHM, which she plans to continue until the girls start kindergarten. MandyE has been blogging at Twin Trials and Triumphs since her girls were a year old. Between her blog and her local Mothers of Multiples group, she considers the multiples community a huge part of her support system.

2 thoughts on “Paring Down the Plastic”

  1. Unfortunately, I’m more likely break dishes than the kids are, so we’ve gone increasing plastic for cups. I have cried over spilled milk. I once overturned two pumpings worth of breastmilk and I cried and cried and cried.

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