When I leave Hubs alone with the boys on a Sunday morning. The entire baby entertainment deal gets moved outside, including the Pack and Play.
I had brunch plans with some girlfriends this past Sunday - yay - and when I emerged from my bedroom all gussied up and ready for a mimosa I found The Little Boy chillin' in the back yard while Hubs supervised The Boy's trike riding nearby.
Food! Solid food. Or solid-ish food. The day The Little Boy turned one half of one year old I finally fed him some cereal and he didn't hate it.
I'm actually surprised he ate it, or slurped it, as I made it myself. Yup, I followed http://wholesomebabyfood.momtastic.com/ ' s recipe and pulvarized the heck out of some brown rice before boiling it and serving it to my hungry boy. It was super easy and felt like much less of a waste since I didn't buy a container of baby cereal that I'd only use a little bit of.
Next up, grinding up some barley then onto oatmeal and veg!
The Little Boy is six months old. He does push ups, laughs with gusto, worships his big brother - already? - and, as of 11 AM PST, has yet to eat any solid food.