The carrots have been defeated.
Today was Day 2 of the solid food trials. Search opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue straight out. â€œIâ€™m waiting, Momâ€¦â€ Apparently, the taste is still a bit new – it took him by surprise and yesterdayâ€™s extraordinarily concerned facial expression returned. After the wrinkled nose subsided, he swallowed, eyed me suspiciously, and opened wide again.
In honor of yesterdayâ€™s fallen bib brethren (weâ€™re on laundry load three), we experimented with plastic big boy bibs today. The washing instructions on those directed me to simply hose them down after the battle (I paraphrase).
Destroy decided he wasnâ€™t into eating carrots today. He requested a pass this afternoon, despite Dadâ€™s repeated pleas. Rather, he was fascinated by his new bib and chose to chew on that instead. Search took this distraction as an opportunity to knock the jar out of my hands.
While I futilely attempted to scoop up the vegetable bounty, Search took the queue from his brother that the new bib may be delicious. Shortly thereafter, there were no carrot remnants left on his bib. He was a proud baby boy.
He took one last big bite, and sneezed. My little muppet shares!
Two washclothes, laundry load four running, and a brand new outfit later and weâ€™re ready to take on tomorrow. Oatmeal breakfast (raspberries supplied by muppets) and carrots for lunch.
â€œOompa Loompa Doompadee Dee
If you eat carrots youâ€™ll grow big and see
But orange may be your color too
Like the Oompa
Oompa Loompa doompadee doâ€