Thursday, February 3, 2011

Tater Tot -2, Smally Fry- 5 months

I really, really, REALLY wanted to wait to try rice cereal. She's 90% breastfed and I tried to do things a little better for her, digestively, this time around. Tater Tot had such a bad tummy as a baby, spitting up and month long diarrhea...ugh... It was horrible. I thought maybe if I did things differently this time around that something would change.

So instead of waiting until 6 months, we waited until 5 months (as opposed to the standard 4 months - or even less!). I don't agree with putting food in their bottles with milk (formula or breast) but I've even heard of someone putting actual jarred baby food mixed with formula in the bottle! That seems so... early! Wow!

So we're going at it slow, just for practice, not for fulfillment. It gives Small Fry something to do with us while we eat dinner and allows her to be an active member at the dinner table. Maybe next month we'll try some avocado pieces... and some might even make it to her. Maybe...

It's hard to be Small Fry. New foods, new smells, constant hugs and kisses from her big sister. Small Fry is even starting to laugh at Tot when she comes near. It's cute.

Button Sticks

Craft time. We made button sticks. Don't really know what button sticks are, but we made them. And it kept Tater Tot blissfully quiet for about 3 minutes at a time.

Gluing buttons on sticks and calling it art.

Oh no! Mommy! The gluuuuueeee!!!! It TOUCHED me!

Even Small Fry was blissfully happy on the floor, staring, watching Big Sissy in her high chair.

I try to fill our days with a little bit of fun and a little bit of order. We try to keep clean, but sometimes it doesn't always turn out. We try to keep our temper, but sometimes there's arguments. We try to do something extra every day, but sometimes it's all we can do to get dressed in the morning (afternoon).

We try.

Big Girl Days

Nevermind. I don't want to think about it...

Daddoo tried to help potty train. Once. Still no major successes. :-/
A tiny chef, making pizzas with Daddy. Now, she likes to sit on the counter and help us cook a "yummy delicious" dinner. Help... by taking sugar packets out of a bowl and putting them into a strainer. It's a big help, really.

She's two now. She's so grown up.
Now, go pick up your juice.

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