San Antonio Part 2 is still a work in progress. And by that I mean I haven't even started it yet.
There has been Progress of the Getting Bigger variety. After several false starts with eating real food, we shelved the idea for a while. She just wasn't interested in it. She did eat some peas for my wonderful sister-in-law, but after that was all like: "NO FOOD! WANT BOTTLE! OR BOOB! NO FOOD! EW! EW! EW!"
Recently though, she's been showing intense interest in watching me and her dad eat. The other night, I started giving her some mashed potatoes on my fork (freaking daddy right the heck on out), and she was all like om, nom, more please.
WELL, ALRIGHT THEN.
|I got this.|
|What's that mommy? A camera? Can I eat it?|
|Wait, what? Eat? What?|
|Just kidding. YUMM!|
|Blech! What IS this anyway?!|
It's still a work in progress, really. She hasn't QUITE gotten the hang of it, but we're toiling away. We have firmly established that she loves peas and potatoes, and is not so fond of carrots. Next we'll try sweet applesauce, ripe bananas, pureed broccoli, and other deliciousness.
|I approve of the paper. And the baby.|
|What do I have to do to get her to drop meat for me?|
And finally, presented for your amusement: