Evan's moved way beyond pureed food - so he thinks. Some foods he can manage in their true form - green beans, peas, bananas, sweet potatoes, cooked carrots. Other foods, not so much - apples, pears, mango.
I try to provide him with at least one food he can feed himself with each meal. That keeps him satisfied, and keeps me from having to shovel food as fast as I possibly can in to his mouth.
For lunch last week, I might have overcooked his sweet potato so it just wasn't the right consistency for chopping up in to little Goo size squares. Too bad. He wasn't taking pureed lunch as an answer.
He decided he would just feed himself.
Now you might think I'm crazy for letting my just barely eight month old go to town with a plate of smashed potatoes. Really, though, I'm not fazed by a mess. In my house, there's always one mess waiting to be cleaned up and another mess being made.
(Like right now, there's half a roll of toilet paper strewn all over my hallway. What's bad though - that's the second time the boys have done that in one week.)
The babe did a pretty good job of feeding himself. His belly was full. His need for a little independence was satisfied.
And, I got to work on cleaning up the breakfast dishes while he ate lunch.
Lane only intervened when Evan tipped over his plate.
"No Evan, don't turn your plate over. Dat not how you eat your lunch. You makin such a big mess."
You know because he does such a fine job of keeping all his food on his plate.
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