Feed me, woman!
In an attempt to slowly degrade Jude’s nutrition from his prestine and perfect baby diet to crackers, chicken nuggets and french fries, we have started him on solid food. I want the best for my kid, ya know?
There is something very teasing about this stage of your baby’s diet. I think, “If I just keep feeding him vegetables, maybe he’ll be one of those kids who love vegetables!” Right…. wishful thinking.
Here we are eating some squash. He really likes to help get the spoon to his mouth with his arms. I can’t say he really uses his hands for this yet, just a whole forearm/wrist shoveling maneuver.
Yes, I know Joslyn eats some vegetables, but I have to smother them in either honey, cheese, or Neighborhood Pizza’s sweet french dressing. I love the salad dressing cover up- what can’t a little ketchup and sugar hide? Broccoli, tomatoes, cucumbers- yup! Spinach- yup! Carrots- you betcha!
But that’s not necessarily a guarantee- that’s a maybe she’ll take one bite before she spits it out (or begins to heave like a that fat woman on Magical Mystery Tour eating spaghetti) and utters any number of excuses.
Some of which are: “I don’t like it” “It hurts” and her new one “It makes me stinky” (Thank you, Sponge Bob…)
So for now I’m enjoying the cute baby food bliss thinking that maybe I’ll have another chance at conning kiddo #2 to like his vegetables.
I’ve got a new strategy and if I can keep all his grandparents, aunts and uncles from spoiling my master brainwashing plan to get this boy to eat his vegetables and whole grains, we may get somewhere.
Maybe.
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