Every night I diligently tidy the whole apartment up, so that when we wake up everything is in its place. I love waking up to a clean, tidy, pretty home! Soon after Moose wakes up, he starts to undo all of that. We keep his toys in a pretty wicker basket by the TV. Once he is up and rolling around, I drag it to the middle of the floor, where he proceeds to scatter them about with much glee. It must rank near the top of his list for excitement in his day. You can see by the look on his face that it's serious business to unload toys, and at the same time so much fun!
Last night at 11:30pm I decided that it was a "perfect" time to try to make some food for Moose. I jumped onto the internet and looked at what a baby his age should eat and compared it to what I currently had. I proceeded to make a huge mess, and about halfway through I told Branden that it was so much easier to just open a jar of baby food than to do all this! I steamed carrots and squash, boiled eggs and noodles, and processed all of it in my ever so handy food processor!
I ended up with 4 meals. Saturday's brunch consisting of oatmeal and applesauce. Saturday's dinner consisting of noodles, tuna, squash, and carrots. Seasoned with the tiniest bit of salt and pepper. Sunday's brunch of squash, carrots, noodles, and I will probably mix a little yogurt in. Sunday's dinner of boiled egg and veggie blend, seasoned with a bit of salt and pepper.
Tuna and egg are brand new foods for Moose, and I was a curious what he would think of them. Particularly the tuna. That seems to be a food people either love or hate (I love it, his Daddy hates it!). I served it to him this morning with plenty of enthusiasm. I figured acting excited about it would improve the chances he would like it! I sang the "open your mouth wide, gotta get the food on the inside!" song (don't even ask!) and made the "yum yum yum" sound for him. I don't know if all that worked, or if my Mom is right when she said that he just likes everything because we've given him such a wide range of food. Regardless, he loved his tuna casserole, much to my relief!
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| Big bite... |
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| Chew...chew...hmm... |
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| I love tuna casserole, Momma! |
That little boy is so precious to me! Just looking at that huge smile on his face melts my heart and makes me want to go snatch him up from his nap to snuggle with him! The only problem is, my sweet little boy is NOT a snuggler. He simply refuses to snuggle with me. He's gotta be on the move, things to do, ya know? Every now and then I try to snuggle him in and tell him "Lay like a dad-gum baby, why don't you?" He just laughs and squirms away.
To add insult to injury, the boy has learned how to say his first word. The sweet thing says "mama"...right? I mean after all I am home all day with him. Changing his diapers, feeding him, concocting recipes for him, playing with him, and tending to his every little need. Of course he'd say "Mama." No, of course not! He is constantly saying "Dada" and wanting his Daddy. The excitement on his face is precious when I say "Dada is coming soon!" He starts repeating "Da da da da", kicking his feet around, and pumping his tiny fists in the air! I guess I can't blame him, I get really excited when Branden is coming home, too! :)
