Puree-a-palooza

We've entered the land of the solids. I started Alex the first time at five months, but did not continue because he became constipated and I was pretty sure his digestion wasn't quite ready for it yet. Also, he just didn't like the food very much.  Of course at that time, I had no idea how picky my boy is. :)

The Baby Bullet - Not entirely necessary but definitely a cute
little set.

We got the Baby Bullet system for Alex before he was born. It's been waiting for this moment to be taken out of the cabinet and put to use.  If you have a blender or a Cuisinart, you probably don't need to spend the sixty bucks for this. An ice cube tray and a blender is fine. But since we don't have a blender, and my little Cuisinart is a chopper not a puree maker, getting this set was a plus. And it comes with six of these adorable smiley feeding jars.

The freezing tray and some assorted frozen meals, vacuum
saved and ready to to pop into the little cup, and forty five seconds
in the microwave.

The blendery part makes a really smooth food. And it's good to know exactly what is going into my child's stomach. So far, his favourite is sweet potato. That he will chomp happily from his little spoon. Anything with the brown rice cereal, he is no big fan of. Even if it is blended with banana.  His likes: sweet potato, butternut squash. Iffy: pear, carrot and apple. No go: anything with rice cereal. It's a bummer because I went through all this trouble finding brown rice cereal that wasn't one of the brands that has arsenic issues. I went with Bob's Red Mill, which is sourced from California. I'm hoping he'll develop a taste for it as we go along.

What's this? Pear? What's pear?

Umm... Not so sure about this.

Yeah, no.

I don't think so.

These carrots aren't any better.

Sadly, the side effect of solids is that the nicely innocuous yeasty scentless breast milk poops are now a thing of the past.  His emissions are now quite smelly and gross.  Oh well. The price of growing up. I wish he'd stop. I want him to be eensy weensy again. My little frog-leggy baby ball... he's growing too fast. He's grabby, and he rolls around, on the edge of crawling.  He has been standing for about two months already. And we took him swimming recently. Normally Alex hates the bath, he screams and cries like we're putting him in a vat of Hydrochloric Acid. I expected him to scream the same way at the pool, but instead, he had a blast.  Here's a cute video:

Here he is having a giggle fest at my bad Dracula noises. For some reason, it cracks him up to hear it.