May 27, 2012

sly like Sly Stone.

Lil' Miss Pish obviously knows herself well enough to know that clearly vegetables are not among foods of interest.

I chop them little, leave them larger so she can feed her self with fingers, serve them of medium size, perfect for her newly acquired forking techniques.  Kid's like Fort Knox.  Can't get anything by her.

Which is very frustrating, because as an adult who prefers carbs over anything else, I'd like to start my child's eating habits off in a more balanced way.  I'm still weird about fruits and veggies.  I make myself eat them, and cook them in ways I know I'll like them, but raw?  If the consistency or texture is not spot on, I can't eat it.  I find, consequently, I like fruit the first day or two it's in my home but after that, I won't go near it and then it's a waste.  My system now is as follows, eat what I can, and then chop up and freeze the rest when they're no longer suitable to my palette.

You want your kids to be better than you are- that includes herbivorian (yup, I just made that up) behavior.  With that being said, I'm not up for battle every lunch or dinner time, so I have to get a lil sneaky and plan my course of attack.

So why am I sly like Sly Stone (better yet, Keith Stone)?  Because when you put veggies and your fresh frozen fruits into a smoothie and blend them with greek yogurt and baby food sweet potatoes you get a whole meal that tastes like a treat.  Plus when you put it in a big girl cup with a straw, kid can't say no.  AND left overs make a great popsicle if you have those DIY freeze pop things.  Kids get their goods and I didn't waste any more fruit.

Any blender will do, but if you have the magic bullet it's perfect.  I always make way more than necessary in a regular blender, but the bullet keeps my portions rational.  Not feeding a brood here, just one sassy nugget.

This can vary depending on what you have in the fridge, but here's what I generally do:

-banana (1/2 if I have a lot of other fruits)
-big, generous handful of raw spinach
-a little vanilla rice milk for sweetness, regular milk will do
-frozen strawberries and frozen cherries (they were fresh, but then I pitted, chopped them and froze them separately in sandwich baggies)
-Yogurt (baby, adult, or greek work)
-And if Vienna's been carb loading lately, I'll throw in a babyfood sweet potatoes container to really get her good. ;)

The baby's happy and you feel like parent of the year.  Everybody wins.

May 21, 2012

United we stand!

To all the hot mamas of the world,

Happy BELATED mothers day!  You deserve[d] a day of leisure filled with spa appointments and mimosas.

What you'll probably get [got] is a few cute little gifts and well wishes and the same amount of dishes, diapers and laundry.  But it's your day!

Sneak five minutes away to read a chapter of Fifty Shades of Grey, why dontcha?  That's all the mother's day you'll need.  In five minutes you'll be 'wrapped up' in something new you didn't even know about.

Trust me.  That's how I spent my mother's day.  My poor, apologetic husband was laid flat on his glorious ass drippier than Vienna's typically runny... face.  (Why are kids so oozy?)  He woke up red, runny and assaulted by anything outside and alive.  One of the things I DON'T  have to complain about is allergies, and that boy has them in spades.  It was a gorgeous day  [remember??] and all I had hoped to do was walk around somewhere like Patriot Place and have a lunch date with my baby and baby daddy.  C'est la vie.

Plan B was play outside with Pish and begin to read Fifty Shades of Grey when she napped.  Mission accomplished.  And wow.  Me reading that book was not just for me.  Once Nico bounced back and the Allegra kicked in, he received a few fringe benefits as well.  I'll call said bennies his early father's day gift.  On father's day, I'm going to get my mother's day re-run.

Congrats to all the first time mamas of the world!!! Forgive my tardiness, but, you know... I'm a mom.  I'm busy...

...reading and having hot flashes.  Whew!  Hot isn't even the word for it.

GO BUY THE BOOKS.  Or do what I did and steal them from your mother cause you couldn't deal with how awkward it would be to borrow them face to face.