Thursday, February 28, 2008
Here's how we spent those 8 days.
We posed for a series of staged but nonetheless cute-as-hell pictures in the crib.
We got some work done.
We practiced standing.
Partied like a roma. Again.
Practiced swimming like a fish.
Wore our sweatshirt.
Worked out our thunder-thighs.
Did some yoga.
Did some fashion work.
Played with Harry.
And watched it snow.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Some of you baby-havers out there are probably asking yourselves, “How do I get my baby to eat green vegetables that aren’t avocados?”
Well, we at the Amago Mundi labs have come up with a great recipe for getting our baby to eat peas. Here it is:
First of all, don’t force it.
Take some baby cereal—rice or oats will do—and mix it with breast milk or formula.
Then add a little bit of apple sauce.
Then take your nice homemade cooked and pureed peas and put almost none in the mix. If the mix looks green at all then there is too much pea paste in there.
Now you are ready to feed your baby. If he is anything like our baby, he will eat about half and then start gagging.
It’s now time to stop trying to get your baby to eat green things and move on to sweeter stuff like pure apple sauce, sweet potatoes, or anything else not green.
Monday, February 18, 2008
"What Hollywood delivers is presumed to be what the audience wanted, largely based on the economic argument that the industry anticipates and markets to audience demand. Schatz's examples fit unambiguously within single categories (musicals, westerns) and therefore pose few problems about generic placement and interpretation. The reader's decision to purchase a ticket to such a film thus signals their acceptance of a set of conventional expectations about the likely development of the plot or disposition of the characters; once the appropriate genre is identified and accepted, readers simply interpret the narrative according to those conventions."
Yes, Textual Poachers was the nearest book to my right hand. Interestingly enough, there is some connection to science fiction in there. Ah, academic writing. You've got to love it.
And since I don't know what a meme is (and am all around ignorant to meme theory), this goose is going to die here, I think.
Well, we had a really great weekend with Gramma Jo, who selflessly volunteered to stay home with the baby while we went out for a Valentine's Day dinner and movie (Thursday night); spent an evening out at the local public house (Friday night); and got together with friends sans kids for some of the jazz music (Saturday night). We even got to go to a matinée on Sunday afternoon.
Now everything is back to normal, but we do miss our Jo Jo. And not just because she takes such good care of her grandson. She also makes terrific lentil soup! It is soooo nice to have grandparents in town. We can't wait for the arrival of the Abuelos de Pasadena in March. No pressure, though.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
You will see, however, that in the end the baby finally gets his revenge on us for laughing at the faces he makes while eating pureed green beans.
So, what did we learn? We have discovered that green beans, unlike revenge, are best served warm mixed with a little bit of rice cereal and milk. Benny still likes plain rice cereal best, however, as you can see.
(Also, we did not put Tabasco in the baby food. That was a joke.)
In general he really likes eating, and clearly we really love feeding him.
We love this kid.