She’s not the enemy…

…in fact she’s very handy.

That Annabel Karmel, she’s very useful you know.  I could have gone down her route for the easy life when approaching solids – for buddha’s sake she’s got weekly meal planners.  The organising is done for you. What’s not to love?  But I like stressing myself out staring in the fridge at the tumbleweed behind the halloumi & yogurt & almond butter and deciding what to give Dominic for dinner so I chose baby led weaning!

But in all seriousness, having been given not one but two copies of the Complete Baby & Toddler Meal Planner book by one mum I trust muchly (my sister) and  by a friend whose friend has recommended it as a new mum gift, I knew there was something to it.  So we refer to it relatively often – I had some purees dutifully frozen near the start for get-some-food-into-him style days, which I ended up offering on pitta.   More recently I’ve found it comes into it own once you read the recipes that just end in ‘and now puree it’ and then, just don’t puree it.  We’ve been using the 9-12 month recipes recently, ooo, controversial.  For the most part her food is parent friendly too (but not diet friendly, she loves butter & cheese – no matter in this house, we don’t do dieting).  This is important to the baby led weaner.  Monkey see, monkey do.  Like with the apple.

So, in the past week, I’ve made Cottage Pie and Popeye Pasta.  The former was okay, the latter a big hit.  The cottage pie was our fault really.  Mark did a dash into the supermarket on the way home and in lieu of Linda McCartney mince (preferred over quorn mince in this house) had to get Quorn Beef Style Pieces.  Bleurgh.  Like dog food with the jelly gone.   Well, I can only vouch for that in a visual sense.  Anyway, the flavour of the food and the cheesy mash on top was good, so I’ll definitely try it again with the proper veggie mince in.  If such a thing can ever be deemed proper.

The next one up was Popeye Pasta, specifically given the thumbs up by Dominic’s two elder cousins, Ella & Ríodhna, both connoisseurs of all things pasta.

He cannot get it into his mouth fast enough.  Because I can’t leave things well enough alone, we had some sauteed courgette also. Some was eaten, some was frisbee material.  I doubled the recipe amount in order to feed us 3 & have leftovers for Dom the next day.

At the weekend his intrepid father brought him for a night out at Oma & Opa’s. After meat experiment number one, he hasn’t actually had any more since, so Mark decided to make him a salmon with chive sauce number.  I’m told it went well, though I have no photo evidence.  The leftovers didn’t go down well the next day anyway, with anyone.  Dom removed it all from the bowl but wouldn’t eat it.  I think he was just tired.  Anyway, in it went to the cats bowls who regarded it with suspicious til we got rid of it 3 hours later.  I wasn’t having fish sitting out in our kitchen. I think they’re too used to a veggie house and do not know the marvellous world of scraps.  That’s got to be a major cat owner flaw.


Le Crunch

ooo, juicy!

Some days he surprises me and I realise he’s actually more ready than I knew for new foods. I was eating my apple while he was having his lunch when he spotted it, threw down his spoon, and started whimpering and stretching in my direction. So instead of cutting him a wedge like I usually would I just took another big bite for myself and handed it over. He spent ages over it, gnawing at bit with skin and on the exposed bits I’d left. He rolled it around and tried holding it different ways. Since then I have to hide my apple til I’m finished as much as I want then I let him at it.

I was tempted to title this post ‘Take that Annabel Karmel’ but the next post would contradict that entirely…

wow, food under one really is for fun.

Just in case you think its all sad face & lying down during eating…Dominic had the biggest fit of giggles eating clementines the other day. Okay, so I was encouraging him…  He really does love clementines mind.

Full of ennui

Organix courgette & chicken with wholegrain rice. Sounds nice eh?  I bought a few readymade thingys for Dom for handyness – for holidays like when I was in Mayo with mum and for various busy days.  I haven’t had any success with them at all.  Trouble is I can’t taste them all to work out it if it’s nice at all (non-veggie ones obvs).  This one looks okay – I can see the actual food, its quite lumpy.  He’s refused it being offered about 4 times now hot or cold.

Ella’s Lentil & Vegetable Bake. Wasn’t gone on this either.  It’s much smoother than the Organix thing though both are 7 months plus.

That’s all I’ve tried him with in fairness.  I don’t mind really when he refuses bits and pieces of our food, I can always adjust a recipe, and I know there’ll be trial and error. I’d like to hit on a couple of the decent pre-made ones that he likes for my own sake but I don’t want to have to go buying all round me only to be rejected.  Also we went to the cinema & did a few messages in Dundrum today so we had to stop for lunch.  I had to pack snacks, pieces of apple, cheese & mango as well as the Organix dinner because I wasn’t sure he’d take it.  Kinda defeats the purpose.

first refusal

Ah cosmopolitan Ireland.  Full of unseasonal asparagus and soya this and soya that, and most importantly sun dried tomatoes.   Well not for young Dominic.  Nose was turned up at a pilaf type dinner (we do a lot of makey-uppy recipes) with wild red rice, courgette, onion, green pepper & sundried tomatoes.  I am going to try him on tomato-less leftovers as I think the sharpness (may have been too salty in hindsight, they were the rehydrated ones rather than in oil ones) of the tomato put him off the whole thing.  He tucked into an oatcake & a couple of segments of clementine instead.

Not without a bit of drama first though.