Two words - Apple Sauce. Baby D absolutely loves it. He loves it so much, he doesn't want to wait for the spoon and would rather eat out of the bowl. Baby D hasn't yet lost his rooting instinct and so when he was first offered apple sauce, he rooted to the left and to the right and then had a go at the spoon. After about a couple of minutes of this, Baby D realised the good stuff on the spoon didn't flow continuously to him as would milk out of a bottle. Closer inspection revealed to him the cause of the delay - the spoon of course! And so he decided to put bowl to mouth. As he was in danger of spilling the contents all over his bib, Mommy D had to take the bowl away in a hurry. This upset Baby D so much he refused bowl and spoon both. It took quite a lot of coaxing before he could be brought to eat again.
Baby D has now reasoned that spoons produce food (albeit in small quantities) and can be seen sucking at any cutlery he can reach. At first Mommy D took his enthusiasm for apple sauce as a compliment to her "cooking". But Baby D has been consuming rice water, which is after all pretty tasteless without any salt in it, with equal gusto. Mommy D now suspects he will eat just about anything, that is except for "daal ka pani". As Mommy and Daddy D are both daal lovers, she does wonder where that particular gene went missing!
We had a situation today - between this and that and the other, Mommy D forgot to pop his bottle into the steriliser until about fifteen minutes before Baby D was likely to ask for food. The steriliser takes about fifteen minutes to do its job too. The situation was quite tense at home and in the match. Mommy D has never before seen a test match get tense, but so it was. Even as she desperately entertained Baby D to keep his mind off milk for the next few minutes, over in South Africa, MSD was probably desperately thinking strategy.
South Africa choked yet again and we managed to draw. Baby D, however, didn't. The BIG news is that he managed to push himself up on his knees. We cheered and congratulated him and called his Daddy and messaged relatives. Crawling is now not too far away.
And we did manage to get the bottles sterilised before Baby D thought to ask for milk.
Baby D has now reasoned that spoons produce food (albeit in small quantities) and can be seen sucking at any cutlery he can reach. At first Mommy D took his enthusiasm for apple sauce as a compliment to her "cooking". But Baby D has been consuming rice water, which is after all pretty tasteless without any salt in it, with equal gusto. Mommy D now suspects he will eat just about anything, that is except for "daal ka pani". As Mommy and Daddy D are both daal lovers, she does wonder where that particular gene went missing!
We had a situation today - between this and that and the other, Mommy D forgot to pop his bottle into the steriliser until about fifteen minutes before Baby D was likely to ask for food. The steriliser takes about fifteen minutes to do its job too. The situation was quite tense at home and in the match. Mommy D has never before seen a test match get tense, but so it was. Even as she desperately entertained Baby D to keep his mind off milk for the next few minutes, over in South Africa, MSD was probably desperately thinking strategy.
South Africa choked yet again and we managed to draw. Baby D, however, didn't. The BIG news is that he managed to push himself up on his knees. We cheered and congratulated him and called his Daddy and messaged relatives. Crawling is now not too far away.
And we did manage to get the bottles sterilised before Baby D thought to ask for milk.
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