A little recap of my day yesterday:
- Little Fig came hurtling towards me at full speed, while I was squatting down to pick a toy up. He used my ponytail to scale me. I was nearly scalped in the process.
- Upon emptying the “little loo” potty spilled pee all over my socks.
- Smacked my 6 month old in the face with a tree branch on accident while he was sleeping in the ergo.
- Walked all the way to the park with a baby and a toddler only to get caught in a torrential rain poor 20 seconds after we arrived.
- While nursing the baby, Fig managed to lock me in the room. He then proceeded to scream bloody murder for the next 5 minutes because he couldn’t find me and couldn’t hear my voice over his own whaling.
- Finally got around to showering only to realize 40 minutes later, after attempting to put on shorts, that I had only shaved one leg.
So when I embarked on making some apple and blueberry puree for the newest little foodie among us I was in a fairly sour mood to say the least.
To be totally honest, feeding little Cedar is marked with a bit of sadness. For 9 months inside + 6 on the outside he’s been totally dependent on me and now he’s growing apart from that magical time we’ve shared together. Starting solids means moving away from me and it’s always a little bittersweet. Anyway, enough of the sappy.
Little Fig wanted to help and despite my feeling to the contrary and aforementioned horrific mood; I let him. I’m glad I did because it turns out making baby puree is an awesome toddler-friendly cooking activity given its relative ease and few ingredients. Seeing Fig’s face light up when we fed it to his little brother is a memory I’ll cherish forever. He experienced the joy of cooking for others.