Food for Thought

In my two short and inexperienced years of mommyhood, I've heard this (and repeated it to a handful of new mom friends) a couple of times: You either get one that sleeps well or eats well. Kayla belongs to the "Eat Well" camp. She still doesn't sleep through the night, but I think I'd rather constantly coax her to sleep than coax her to eat. It's just easier.

Since she got her full set of baby chompers, she's been busy getting acquainted with all things edible. To my amazement, she loves eating spring onions chopped up and raw, for a snack and will eat pasta, in any shape and form, plain. She likes anything drenched with alfredo sauce, spring rolls, pot stickers, fish sticks, salmon (steamed, baked, fried), meatballs, mushrooms, tofu, eggs, spinach, brocolli, asparagus, olives, bean sprouts, peas, edamame--pretty much anything that doesn't require too much chewing. While her dislikes are few and far between, she has very fierce and strong opinions about them. On the "I DON'T LIKE!" list: carrots, spaghetti sauce (she loves ketchup, but not any else tomato-ey).... and I really can't think of anymore at this point. See, I meant it when I say she eats everything, well almost.

Soon, I'll have to look up recipes and start cooking things on my don't-fancy list (eggplant, okra, squash, tomatoes, pork) and Mike's yuck-list (sardines, anchovies!). After all, I see no good reason to deprive my child of certain foods because our personal dislikes. She can make up her own mind. :)

Oh, and our birthday girl got into a tiny accident earlier today. She was practising her bunny hops near a table when she slipped and hit her chin on the corner. Big, bad bruise with some swelling that subsided a little after we iced it. Plus she scratched her nose pretty badly two days ago, leaving a huge scab on it. Poor baby... looks like her birthday party pics this coming Saturday will need some photoshop magic.

And before I forget, happy Thanksgiving. :)