Let me start by saying that I am dedicating this post to my father.
At our last doctors visit, we were told that Brendan could (within reason) start having what we have for dinner. Tonight, we were having one of Rob’s favorites – pasta with chicken and broccoli. So before I put the cheese and other seasonings in it, I took out some pasta, some steamed broccoli and some cooked chicken – and mushed it all up in the fancy baby food blender. I tried it. It was bland, but fine. We have almost given up taking movies of his new food experiments because there is never a strong reaction one way or another. Tonight however…
Clearly it was too thick. We added some water and tried again:
I’d like to think that it was the broccoli that he didn’t like. At least that’s what I’m telling myself.
Yes Dad… I know what you’re thinking… paperweight cookies part two. I told Miss Gracie that we were trying Mom’s cooking tonight, and she said, “If he likes it, bring some in for his snack tomorrow!” Mom has no comment.