Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Please do not eat the paper


It finally happened. I knew that it would, but I wasn't prepared when it did.

We were in Target choosing a sippy cup for Jude. Jude was holding my bright blue shopping list as he has many times. I'm talking to him about the features of the different sippy cups so he can tell me which one he will actually use. It is a nice thought anyways. I turn to look at him and see that in is hand is half of a bright blue, now soggy shopping list. His eyes are really big and he is starting to get red-faced. My eyes get even bigger as I realize that he has eaten half the shopping list. I tipped his head back to see where it might be and it was stuck to the top, far back part of his mouth. I am so thankful it was bright blue. I was able to stick my fingers into his mouth and get it all out. We were both still staring at each other wide eyed.

He coughed and gagged a few more times as I held him close to me. Oh man, my little man, I am so sorry I wasn't paying more attention. Who cares about sippy cups, anyways!?

We survived and I learned a good lesson: Shopping lists are a choking hazard. That is true, but more than that Jude is exploring more, grabbing more, tumbling more and I need to be paying attention more. Long gone are the days of strolling through a store making googly goo faces at Little Man while he coos in his car seat. Way to up the ante, Jude. I love you, kid.

"Solids"

Ahhh...I am so behind on blogging that I have been putting it off, which really makes no sense. I love posting, but once I have a list of all the things I haven't posted it feels overwhelming. Boo stinkin' hoo. Get on with it, Jill.

This post is long overdue but back in mid-March, Jude started "solids". I don't know why they call it solid because in reality it is soupy. We started with rice cereal and breast milk. We thought we were videoing, but it turned out to be on the time lapse setting.

It took him a couple weeks to get the hang of it, but now he gets frantic if I don't feed him on time. He leans forward in his high chair and opens his mouth as big as he can. Once he gets the first few bites down, he starts smiling and laughing. He might not look that much like me, but sometimes he really acts like me (frantic when hungry).