Sigh. I have been lax in my blogging.
The Animalia, she likes food. She likes her own food, she likes the food of others. She likes nursing, she likes water, she likes prune juice. She eats avocados with abandon, beans, rice, miso soup, pan. She eats her own food then will stand under me with her mouth open as she begs, like a puppy, for my food. She should be in her high chair while I'm eating, but she tucks her legs under and propels herself out of it, crawling onto the tray and trying to flip herself out. Scary. So she wanders while I eat, but not far, just to where the food is.
Yesterday, she went to two different restaurants. Sushi for lunch, sushi for dinner (various plans with various people that weren't well thought out). She ate sushi rice, avocado, edamame, miso soup, the internal organs of an eggroll and more. And she didn't even throw very much on the floor either. I was proud.
Over the weekend she ate lots of beans, mashed potatos, grits, and green beans, in addition to baby food and puffs, teething biscuits and crackers. Pretty soon she won't eat baby food at all, I'm sure, because she seems to be so much more interested in feeding herself, in eating big people food, than the flavorless mush that comes in those jars. She says papa when she sees them though, smacks her lips, and occasionally insists on a taste. She knows where her jars are kept and will get one for herself if she's really hungry.
She loves her agua, drinks from sippys successfully, and recently figured out drinking from a regular grown up straw. I have to regulate it though, because she loves water so much that her giant sips leave her with water spilling out of her mouth. Cold water makes her do excited, exagerrated shivers and she makes happy sounds in the back of her throat.
The consequences her hunger has had on me? Well, I only get to eat when she's not eating or asleep, otherwise I'm spending all my time tearing her food into tiny pieces about as fast as she can chew and swallow them. Me and her Daht should probably be doing this while preparing dinner for ourselves, but well, hindsight is 20/20.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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