Carrot is my friend

Yesterday Miss Haana and I went to grocery shopping. As is the case with most grocery shoppings involving the little girl, it was long and fun. 

Even before we entered the store, she found a small baby cart which was just her size. The baby cart was taken on a ride everywhere in the store. Every aisle I went to, the baby cart came. Every aisle I picked up something from, the baby cart got it's share of action too. I gladly picked up several compliments from fellow shoppers who were giving my little girl "Oww so cute!" looks! 

Somewhere during our shopping expedition, we turned to the bread aisle. We got out bread fix loaded into the baby cart. And my next destination was to be the vegetables. So I asked the little girl- 

"Gugu, now let's go and get your friends."

I wondered if she will get my joke. 

For weeks or months or years I've been trying to get her to make friends with her vegetables. Her initial declaration was a blanket statement- "I don't like vegetables". But patient parental coersion brings her to be somewhat amicable- to some of them on some days. Carrots are on the good list but still need persuasion.

She paused for a moment and instead of guessing I meant we should go and get vegetables next; she asked "Mumma would we go and get carrots now?"

Now if carrots could hear, they would be so happy they're in the good books right now!

Now I wouldn't go too deep into my twisted world where I'm essentially implying vegetables are your friends and then you eat them!!! :-( I just want them to be together. 

Appearance Can Be Misleading

If you look at the floor beneath the restaurant table we just got up from you'd think someone must have eaten a lot. So much food fell down, you wonder how much must have been on the plate.

That someone is Suhaana and appearances can be misleading.

So, You Want To Eat That?

As of last 2 weeks, Suhaana is on a schedule of solid foods 3 times a day. She's been introduced to organic carrots, spinach, green peas and pears (all pureed); in addition to her rice cereal. And I have to say, she's taking to it just fine.

Some of the pureed baby food came in a small pouch, with a toothpaste tube kind of opening. Yesterday as I finished giving the little girl her last solid meal of the day, there was still some organic, pureed pear that was left in the pouch. Baby food has a limited shelf life once opened, and this pouch couldn't be fed to her the next day. It still had some pear left in it. Since it smelt so deliciously saccharine, I was glad to finish it off. Just as I was finishing up the contents of the pouch, the little girl was all interested in getting her hands on it. And, as with all interesting things, this one ended up naturally in her mouth. Only this time, instead of stopping her, I just pressed on the pouch; so it released some of the pear right into her mouth.

Poor little thing was so surprised at the sudden explosion of food in her mouth, she recoiled. Raj and I laughed our evil laughs of parenthood for the next several minutes!