carrots: at party

This has to be a blog record- third consecutive post sadly lacking in Anderson adorability.  I'd fully intended to share a fun shot of A's sweet little mug smeared with carrot puree, but alas, his first taste of carrots went SO smashingly that not a bit ended up on his face.  All in his tummy.  Where yes, since you asked (or not), there is a party.  So yummy.  Anyway, back to the carrots.  Anderson LOVES his carrots.  Rice cereal was tolerated, oat cereal was spat across the kitchen with a look of complete disdain, but carrots were a success.  

I'm feeling pretty proud of my first organic baby food making endeavor.  Great for baby, great for the pocketbook, not so bad for the environment either.  We'd intended to go with avocados for their "superfood" qualities, but the baby food book and A's pediatrician suggested carrots for their baby-palate-enticing sweetness.  And since Doctor Buzzkill said pureed Diet Coke wasn't what she meant by "sweetness", we went with the carrots.

As for sleeping...this one is a work in progress.  I was feeling bombarded by extremes, and so overwhelmed with the idea of "doing it wrong".  Dr. Sears says "cuddle it out".  Dr. Ferber says "cry it out".  My mommy instinct says neither is just right for our boy.  So for now, we're following A's cues, working on routines, just observing what works and what doesn't.  And fluke or not, we've gotten 6 uninterrupted hours out of A the past few nights.  Not the 9 or 10 he spoiled us with in earlier days, but an improvement.   

In the meantime, for those I completely confused with that wacky 'tummy party' talk in paragraph one, here's the source of my insanity.  It's frighteningly addictive.  J and I can be spotted jigging around our kitchen singing about the ramen in our tummy most any evening of the week.  The neighbors, I'm sure they wonder.....

Yo Gabba Gabba! (There's a Party in my Tummy !)
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