Baby Food and Profanity

When Logan was learning to eat, I bought baby food from the store. For some reason, the thought of making baby food was a little overwhelming to me, and those little jars seemed so convenient. Hundreds of jars and a lot of money later, Logan decided that real carrots just didn't taste like those yummy ones in the jars and neither did peas, green beans, squash, peaches, pears, etc...the list could go on. He still won't eat those foods. So, I decided that I would make homemade baby food when Annie was ready to learn. Hopefully, she'll make a smoother transition to the "real" fruits and veggies.

Today I made my first attempt at making baby food. It was so easy...even easier than a trip to the grocery store. Who knew?! Logan thought it was neat, too. I was using the blender, and he thought I was making him a smoothie...

We made carrots today. Here's Annie after her first carrot meal. (Actually she hated them, the smile is because they were gone.)

While I was making carrot smoothies, I was hearing some interesting sounds from a certain two year old. He has to name everything that he plays with or looks at, and he has a new word this week. The word he was saying didn't sound very nice, and when I looked I realized he was carrying around a stuffed frog. He doesn't quite have the word right, and it comes out as something very profane. Also, his word for truck is "kuk", but for some reason he's been putting an "f" on the front lately, and trucks are one of his favorite things. I'm a little worried what his nursery leaders at church are going to think next week when they hear his new word...
I won't quote what he was saying when I took this picture. I promise he didn't learn it from us!