Showing posts with label toast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toast. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Last week: a summary

Gosh it's been a week since my last post, and that was a hastily thrown together picture affair rather than a proper post. So. What have we been up to? Well...

Monday
Isaac & I do our food shopping together; he likes to check out new things so I let him explore stuff  from his perch in the trolley while we're going around the supermarket. Today he decided to sink his teeth into a red bell pepper before we got to the checkout! He looked at me as if to say "I know I probably shouldn't be doing this, but what the hey". Who am I to stop a mini-scientist? And besides. Isn't that the cutest little set of bite marks?


We discovered that Isaac is a BIG fan of cherries.

Nom nom nom

And also of eating bits of carpet fluff. Busted!


Tuesday
We went to a soft play with some NCT chums where Isaac had his first ride on a rocking horse! He loved it.


Wednesday
In the mornings after breakfast & while I'm doing the dishes, Isaac likes to drag himself around and discover new things. This morning he particularly enjoyed removing & replacing a cloth from the gap between the washing machine & the cupboard under the sink where we hang the tea towels. I now truly understand the saying "it's the little things".


Thursday
We were going to go swimming, but Isaac decided to sleep from 9.40am - 12.15pm! This meant there was no point us going (the pool we had planned to go to with a friend is about a 20 minute drive so by the time I'd have got him dressed, booby fed, in the car & there the session would've been over as the baby slot was from 12-1pm). So, no swimming last week. Plans? Forgeddabouddit.

Instead we went to clinic and got Isaac weighed. 17lbs 11oz! At this rate he's putting on 1lb a month which is pretty good going. He's still on the chart & doing what the piece of paper says he should. He sat up on the scales this time. I remember seeing other babies do that when I first started to take him to be weighed & I remember thinking "gosh look how grown up they are". Now our Little Man is growing up just like that, but he's still my baby boy...

Happy post-nap baberoo
Friday
Today was the start of the Just So Festival, but more about that in another post. Needless to say it was a totally insane rush to get everything ready & we didn't end up leaving until 3.15pm. Exactly what we didn't want to be doing. PLAN, ORGANISE & PACK THE NIGHT BEFORE NEXT YEAR! Before the craziness started, though, I managed to snap a shot of Isaac doing something he loves which is sharing his food. He really is a very generous child with his munch, despite putting a healthy sized portion away!

Observation
Since Tuesday Isaac's naps have become more regular. He sleeps for 2 hours twice a day with a good 4 hour chunk of day in between. This is great! We do more stuff during the day; he eats a small lunch  at 1 o'clock now instead of getting stroppy & chucking it about meaning he's full after tea and subsequently he goes to bed later (about 8pm) which means...*drum roll please* he sleeps through & gets up later!!! Between 7.30-8am. OH YEAH! I feel like that bit in The Matrix where Neo finally *sees* The Matrix. Lets see how long it lasts....!

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Evolution of eating

Isaac, it would seem, no longer wants to be fed with a spoon. He screws his face up and has a little fit. There is a single daily exception to this rule and that is breakfast. He simply cannot get enough of the tasty banana-wheat biscuit-hemp milk combo in his mouth fast enough any other way than if I feed it to him. I guess it's because he's gone without food for so long (i.e.: all night) and he's super hungry by morning time, even with a boob feed at about 5am.

This morning he wolfed down a WHOLE BOWL of the stuff without stopping to whinge once AND THEN ate a WHOLE PIECE OF TOAST too! It was cut into dinosaur shapes, but still. That's some good going for the Wiggler, who usually gets to 2 spoonfuls left & then quits. 


I tried, again, to feed him his lunch, to no avail. He screwed up his face, again. He threw a little fit, again. So. I left him with the bowl and the spoon & went to do the washing up. I look up to see a perfectly contented Little Man playing with spoon & food and later on even eating it!! I think he managed to eat most of it, but it's difficult to tell with vulture hound stalking the underside of his high chair, ready to pounce on any freshly discarded foodstuff. He was happy enough to eat this way and even managed to get some on the spoon and subsequently in his mouth! Excitement!


It looks like a total mess, but it's not. Believe me. This is relatively clean when compared with previous baby led weaning exercises. Anyway, I think he enjoyed himself! And the fact he looks a little like he has food stubble is too cute :-D