Friday, February 12, 2010

Tastes Like Betrayal

Baby M is eating solid food now, if you call gelatinous pureed food a solid.  She's fond of apple (sauce) pear (sauce) and pea (sauce) as well as green bean (sauce). 

The other night I decided it was time for her to try some meat, so I popped open a little glass bottle of "turkey".  I sat her down in her little chair, and she bounced happily while she watched me mix up some rice cereal for her, and take out the tiny plastic spoon which she uses for eating.  Then I took a little bite of turkey and held it to her lips and she gobbled it up.  Then she paused and looked at me for a long moment, her forehead wrinkling up while she smacked her lips over and over.  She swallowed and fixed me with a look that said, "What was that?"

Sometimes with babies they are so surprised by new flavors, they aren't sure if they like them or not.  So I decided to give her another bite (those little bottles of baby food are expensive, anyway, and you don't want to waste them).  Again she took a bite, puckered up, moved it around in her mouth for awhile and then let it dribble out onto her chin with a definitive look that said, "Are you really giving me that stuff again?"

Once more, I thought.  Just one more try.  So I gave her another spoonful.  She leaned over sideways so she was hanging toward the floor and spit it out onto the chair and then looked at me as if to say, "Dad, you are supposed to give me good things in life, but this... this tastes like betrayal."  And she started to cry.

That's when I went and got the applesauce. 

Guess who's going to have a lot of pureed turkey for snack time for the next couple of weeks.  That's right.  Z and A, that's who.