*Updated with winner, below!!*
Yesterday afternoon I left the house to go write, leaving Hal in charge of Fable and feeding her lunch. Because Hal has been unemployed for three months* he has contributed equally as caregiver to Fable. Changing her, bathing her, taking her on father-daughter outings and of course, feeding her.... which up until now has been pretty easy to do:
Four ounces of water, maybe six, depending on when she nursed, then add two scoops (or three) of formula and stick the bottle in her mouth.
In the last week, however, Fable has almost completely weaned herself off the bottle, preferring mainly solids during the day. Yogurt, Banana, Hummus, Tofu and various other smashed delicacies of baby life.
"What should I feed her for lunch, today?" Hal asked as I packed up my computer bag.
"Avocado. Maybe some Banana," I said.
Seemed like straightforward directions at the time and I figured he could feed her both rather simply, straight from the source with a bit of smashing. No need for the baby food grinder. Easy peasy.
I was wrong.
I came home several hours later to find a bowl of what appeared to be raw snot on the table.
"What the balls is this?"
"What? It's banana and avocado."
"Like... mixed together?"
"That's what you told me to do!"
"What!? No! I said to feed her avocado and banana. Not .... avocanana. This is disgusting. No wonder she didn't eat any of it."
"What do you mean? She had a.... bite."
"Well maybe she wasn't hungry!"
"Would you eat Bananacado?"
Hal paused for a beat** and then ...
"Yes. Yes I would."
"You're such a liar."
"I bet it's delicious."
"Oh, really. Then let's see you eat it."
And then, with nary a wince, Hal took a giant bite of the stuff...
... before spitting it out in the sink.
"Maybe I'll just feed her yogurt next time."
Tell me your best "foodie" story and be entered to win a brand new Svan highchair: a favorite in the GGC household since 2005:
Seven-month Fable; May 2009
Winner will be chosen at random via random.org by end of the day Friday! Good luck and happy food... ing.
*Hal got a job yesterday. He starts tomorrow. So stoked. And relieved. But also a little bit sad because I'm going to miss him and his rather disastrous food concoctions.
**Writing scripts has caused me to "beat" everything. Even aloud I can't help exclaiming "there was a beat" during moments of tension and dispute. It's miraculous my husband doesn't "beat" me because of it. Womp womp.