Anyway, let me break this whole scenario down for you:
1. At his last appointment his doc gave us the green light on cereal
2. I was determined to wait until at least 5 months to start
3. We tried cereal the next day out of boredom
4. He hated the cereal
5. We tried it every night that week and he continued to hate it
6. Bedtime routine with cereal was no fun for anyone.
I have a smart child. I also wouldn't eat straight up rice powder poop mixed with that stinktastic formula pee. I'd spit that junk right out. And that's what he did. A couple of my mom friends said they started bananas shortly after starting cereal and I thought, meh it's been long enough torturing C with this crap let's try the good stuff. Conveniently, my madre had some ripe naners (which is obviously what we call them in our house because that's way cooler to say than bananas. Coming soon: a post about all the made up words we use around these parts). So I threw those ripe babies in the blender and liquified them. After I poured a little into a bowl for him, I divided the rest into ice cube trays to freeze for later. I mixed some of that nast cereal and a little formula and stuck that spoon in his mouth. I joke you not this kid thought it was straight up crack on a spoon. He smiled after every bite. We did it again during bedtime and this time he was too focused on the task to mess with smiles. When we finished the perfectly portioned ice cube of naners, he fipped his lid like we'd cut off his crack supply. Here's hoping some naners and his bottle hold him over until like 9 a.m. I have high expectations of my child. I'm sure this won't harm scar him at all as he grows up.
He also helped me make some mini cheesecake things today. And by help me, I mean he sat in his bouncy seat and freaked out everytime I used my electric mixer. 


1 comments:
What a smile! Glad he's loving solids now. And welcome to the amazing world of making your own baby food!
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