Mealtime = Funtime!
Times they are a changing, and at present this is most notable at mealtimes. Sure, Junior is rolling over at will now (we've actually seen it this afternoon, so know he's not "Jack Jack"*), but mealtimes are the biggest changes we're seeing just now.
Last week we saw our first three course meal. The menu went something like this:
210ml of milk, served in a contoured bottle
Raspberry Petis Filous in plastic pot, with a side helping of flexible spoon
The reaching for the bottle is no longer news, but the self-catering is. He's holding his bottle himself now, having done one complete feed on his own. That wasn't quite there with the "you feed yourself while I surf the web" type, but there was no support from either of the parents as far as the bottle went.
Solids are always good to watch, the face always gets screwed up on the first spoonful, thereafter it's wolfed down with some spoon grabbing going on.
Big change this week, we go from 5 feeds a day to 6. At the same time a bottle is dropped and replaced by a solid only. The pattern will now be alternating between solid and bottle, with no solid AND bottle feeds, it's one or t'other from hereonin.
My mate...
The next couple of weeks should be interesting as new foods are introduced. This week we're looking at rusks which are home-made from recipes rather than bought - have you seen the sugar content of Farley's???? Next week we move onto toast, meat and fish. I hope to be at home for the toast, as it's done with Marmite. I've stopped asking questions, that's what the weaning plan says so that's what we try. And if he doesn't like it then Daddy's here to finish it off. That's what dads are there for, right?
I have just found out that MOTS has never tried Marmite. WHAT? Are my in-laws from the planet Zogg or something? I thought Marmite was a staple diet for kids? There's a right of passage here, just like being beaten up for your lunch money at school, becoming a regular in the local pub long before the 18th birthday, Marmite has to be on the menu at some point. It's child law. Anything else is, well, child abuse.
Anyway, MOTS has been introduced to the delicacy and is in the "Hate it" camp. I must admit it's got to be around 13-14 years since I last had Marmite on toast, and having shared a teatime toaster-load with MOTS this afternoon I can safely say the experience didn't hold true with my fond memories. Looking back at my last jar I have to say I was a student, and hardly ever made it back to the flat without first passing the pub, so the several pints of 80/- may have had some effect on the taste.
So, in the space of a paragraph, it looks like I've gone from "Love it" to "Hate it". Hmm, interesting times ahead indeed for the boy.
* See the short animaton "Jack Jack" on The Incredibles DVD and you'll know what I mean.
Comments
Seems as though Iain is going to have his Dad's appetite - don't know whether this is positive or negative.
Anyway three course meals at six months old can't be bad.
Re Marmite (Ughh) and the fact that Iain's mum didn't have the 'benefit' of trying this in her formative years.
In Geordieland we just went into the garden, slaughtered the nearest pig and gave our daughter a slice in between two inch thick slabs of stotty cake. We were being thoughtful and kind - not abusive.
Anyway Lee, your wife could identify Marmite as ***** (it rhymes) when she was three years old. It took you another 32 years so Geordie intelligence scores over Tyke ignorance once again!
As an afterthought, can you imagine what I was fed on as an infant in the late 1930's?
No supermarkets, blenders, baby foods, fridges, sterilisers etc. We used a fine mesh cage to keep the blow flies off the meat. I don't know what the modern world's coming to!
Posted by: Snoopy (aka Grandad) | March 18, 2007 9:16 PM