Elly’s wishy-washy embracement of solid food has not stopped me from pureeing every vegetable in our refrigerator for her. Sooner or later, she is going to come around to my way of thinking. I don’t want to be caught with my pants down. Thus, the top shelf in our freezer is lined with ziploc bags filled with colorful ice cubes.
On the menu are the following pureed foods: carrots, corn, summer squash, zucchini and, of course, peaches. Next up: sweet potatoes.
These past 2 days Elly has given me cause to worry. Either she is getting this whole swallowing food down to a science or she is her father’s daughter, but Elly seems to like zucchini better than the peaches.
Hopefully, she won’t grow up and tell me that she doesn’t like sweets which is exactly what Dan told his mother. I think I would cry. I’ve been hoping for a partner-in-dessert-crime.