Mind your peas and carrots...

And definitely your rice cereal. Oh Grace minds it!

I love the adult look of distaste that wafts over her face when she's unsure, and then like her father, in automatic dislike mode, when she mouths a new food for the first time (or in the case of rice cereal, every time). It's as if she's saying...

"I can see what the puree-tor was intending; there are notes of spring and honeysuckle to these carrots, but their mouthfeel underwhelms."

There, I just made my baby sound like the one in Family Guy; oops.

As for peas, Grace had a reaction (er, rash) develop the day we introduced peas, but she was simultaneously on penicillin at the same time, so we're holding both P's right now until the rash passes (she's on zythromax, and in case you're holding your breath, yes, it's for her first ear infection, and no, she's not contagious! Contagiously cute, perhaps, but it stops there. :)

On to more serious blogging... some other day!

Reclaim the night...

So we're on the eve of what my dear and eponymous friend dubbed "reclaiming the night." G is waking up too much and night, and I am too sleepy and cranky during the day.

So we're going to do it; we're going to give G the independence she will some day crave from us.

I'm only writing this in my blog as a sort of contract with myself so that tomorrow we will have to see it through.

I know I owe it to the world, G, and yes, me to get us all to get more sleep; I'd do it tonight but M is away on business and this is not a battle I want to fight alone! I need my co-parent by my side, to listen to the howls and stick it out.

Stay tuned...