Papa Hat

Now that it’s summer A and I have been taking walks almost every day. We of course have to avoid the rain, which for a few weeks we were all deliberating on whether or not we needed to start building an ark, but it has subsided some for now. When my Grandparents came to visit in March we purchased A’s first “Papa Hat”. Which to most is referred to as a bucket hat, but to my family it’s referred to as a Papa hat. Well as A is growing like crazy his Papa hat from March is getting a bit to small, so I purchased him a new Papa hat from Gymboree. He seems to like it, in fact A likes hats very much. He is going through his stranger anxiety phase right now, and for some reason if I put a hat on him around strangers he calms down. I think he thinks he is invisible with the hat, which I find amusing. So here is a picture of him in his first Papa hat and his new Papa hat.

First Papa Hat
First Papa Hat
New Papa Hat
New Papa Hat
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Avocado Apathy

I love avocado. I could eat them on any and everything. I love guacamole and my family even has a secret guacamole recipe that has never gotten anything but a rave review from fellow avocado fans. However, my husband doesn’t like avocados. Determined to make sure our little sweet pea doesn’t follow the same path I decided to add avocados into his palate of baby food. Plus, knowing that he isn’t a picky eater I figured it wouldn’t be a hard sale. However, my first obstacle was that there is no jarred avocado baby food. I decided to be extra adventurous and just make avocado baby food myself. Plus, how hard could it be? Just blend avocado and some water, that’s all that’s in baby food right? That should have been my first alarm telling me to not go down this path. However, after considerable effort I managed to blend and heat some avocado. I brought it to my child with a feeling of satisfaction. He was happily banging on his highchair with his spoon. However that smile turned into a frown as soon as I gave him the first spoonful. He rolled it in his mouth with a heighten amount of suspicion that this was not his regular squash, sweet potato, or carrot mix. He then promptly spit it out with a look of “ew. gross”. I decided that it wasn’t mashed enough, so I went back to the food processor. This didn’t work either. So I decided to mix it with carrots his favorite. Not even this fooled him! Every bite he spit back out trying to eat only the carrot and not the avocado if that was possible. We finished the meal with plain carrots. Perhaps avocado apathy is genetic. Hopefully it’s a recessive gene!

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