My friend Julie teaches full time, and is Mommy to Ori.
And she makes his food.
Um. Yeah. She's that amazing. And not just because she makes his food--she also looks like Gwyneth Paltrow! I know, right? And she's a very precious friend.
So I was inspired (ok, maybe I felt a trifle lousy that I stay home full time and had never tried my hand at the whole homemade baby food thing/maybe I was getting tired of making $13 Dillons runs for baby food at 8pm on a weeknight when all my makeup has smudged off and my jeans are saggy and stretched out in the butt) to make Wilder some food, too.
I wandered over to this blog, printed off a few recipes, bought the ingredients. I was so, so excited! Ok, only a little. It seemed like it was going to be a lot of work, but Julie made it seem effortless (I think it's because she actually followed the recipes).
Problem #1: couldn't find all the parts to the food processor; we'd only used it once in our marital career--to make daquiries. Good golly, they better have been bud-numbingly tasty.
Problem #2: once parts were found (in basement on random shelf), I loaded aforementioned food processor with some food guts, but it didn't turn on (pulse for me, stupid machine! pulse!)
Problem #3: General Electric phone helpline was, in fact, no help at all (uh, ma'am? your 2 year warranty is up and I don't have any techniques for ya)
Problem #4: had to use regular beaters to mash the bananas and oatmeal
Problem #5: is it ok that bananas brown, even after they are frozen?
Problem #6: there are 2 types of squash and if the recipe calls for WINTER squash, you better get WINTER, rather than SUMMER--even if the summer ones are all Dillons has
Problem #7: how do you get the seeds out? Directions indicated to "scoop them out" but I bet that was for WINTER squash
Problem #8: steaming vegetables will coat walls with a layer of dew if you have no exhaust fan over your stove; praying our paint doesn't crinkle
Problem #9: broccoli stinks
Problem #10: the fact that there are only nine problems
Finally (there is a happy ending):
#1: my neighbor graciously let me borrow her fully-functional food processor
#2: Wilder ate the carrots/broccoli/SUMMER squash combo without a gag or facial scrunch to boot! Yay.
Gerber, I get it.