Tuesday, September 6, 2011

More, please!

My kid loves to eat. I guess that's not surprising given his parents.... and grandparents... and aunts and uncles....and cousins. Ok so Italians love to eat. Jews love to eat. We've created a super food baby.

Seriously though, he shovels in anything you put in front of him. It's like whole wheat toast tastes like cream filled donuts. And why is it so much fun to feed your baby new things? I don't know, but it's true. Garbanzo beans, cheese, broccoli, cookies...the reaction is the same. SHOVEL it in. If it's something really, really good, sometimes we'll hear this little sound come out of him that sounds like "mmmmmmmmmm".

On a normal night, he eats veggies, fruit, plain whole wheat pasta, chicken, you get the idea. Boring stuff.

My mom was in town this weekend, and she, Holden, and I went out for Mexican Friday night. This was the first time I'd taken him out to dinner since he has gotten really good at eating finger foods. He started with Cheerios as an appetizer (from my purse, not the menu). He had some chicken from my burrito, refried beans, guacamole (my mom won't even eat that), cheese, and sour cream. Each time we gave him something to eat, we waited in anticipation for his reaction. Each reaction was the same...Shovel, shovel shovel.


FRIED ICE CREAM. We decided to order some to share. It only took one bite and Holden was hooked. Instead of just waiting for more, he did his little "I'm so excited I can hardly stand it" kick, kick, kick and shook his little head, mouth open, like a hungry little birdie. This is the most excited I have ever seen this kid. He certainly has his priorities.

The next afternoon, we went to the Strip District to do some shopping. We stopped at Sunseri's for lunch and grabbed some hoagies. I took a meatball out of mine and cut it up for Holden. People doubted that he could finish an entire very large meatball. It was gone in about 5 minutes, along with some of the bun. Smart kid, liking meatballs.

Last night, we gave him hot dogs and baked beans for the first time. It wasn't quite the same as the ice cream, but the kid was COVERED in baked bean sauce by the end of the meal, and looking very pleased with himself. I'm pretty sure there was a piece of hot dog floating in the tub later, but it was well worth it.

The dog is also pretty pleased...both with the new food choices, and Holden's lack of coordination.