My Faith and Joy… and Boys!

I guess someone was getting tired of Jimmy being called “baldy.”

He doesn’t seem to mind too much…I guess that’s the price you pay when you have big sisters!

I know that December 25th hasn’t yet arrived, but we’ve already been blessed by a wonderful Christmas!  We got back last night from a week-long visit with my family in California, where we celebrated Christmas early.  It doesn’t get any better than being surrounded by loved ones, no matter what day it is!

Jimmy thinks the girls are far more fascinating than some silly Disney movie. 

If you opened up our pantry when the girls were little, you would have found enough Gerber baby food in there to feed quadruplets.  I had stacks upon stacks of rectangular containers of pureed green beans, peas, squash, applesauce, pears, and carrots.  I never gave any serious consideration to making my own baby food, mostly because I barely had enough time to feed myself before collapsing into bed, let alone make food from scratch for the girls.

This time around, though, I wanted to give it a whirl.  Not that I have much more time on my hands, but Jimmy is a more adventurous eater and I wanted to feed him some foods that I couldn’t find pre-packaged at the store. So a few weeks ago, I broke out my food processor (that woefully neglected component of my kitchen arsenal that Jim mocks me for coveting and then not using!), a pot, and some empty baby food containers.  Armed with suggestions and how-to instructions from the internet, I boiled up some zucchini, pears, red bell pepper, and summer squash.  Then, one by one, I blended them to a pulp and poured them into a few containers.  It seemed like a lot of work for such little quantities, but I intentionally didn’t prepare a lot of these foods because I didn’t know yet if Jimmy would like them.  That is, except for the pears.  I knew he liked the Gerber pears, so I figured I could make it more cheaply and it would be a win-win situation.

However. 

I didn’t count on Jimmy suddenly becoming picky and texture-specific.

Here’s how he thanked me for all the hard work I put into those pears: