November 9, 2012 by Heather
Behold, two identical nipples:
Totally the same, except the one on the left was hand-washed and the one on the right was washed in the dishwasher using one of those bottle basket things. And that, my people, is why I will never put my nipples in the dishwasher again. We can all learn a valuable lesson from this indeed.
These are the kinds of important dilemmas I face throughout my day.
Parker has not had a bottle in a while, but he is having his first away-from-home-and-parents sleepover tonight (PARTAY!) so I was gathering his food stuff and noticed how nasty all the nips were. A rude awakening, I tell you.
Speaking of food stuff, we are easing our way into the world of solid foods. “Man food,” as Andrew calls it. Although I hardly think sweet potato puree can be called man food. Parker had some last night and loved it. We have been doing cereal once a day for a couple of weeks now, but yesterday I decided to start doing cereal/fruit in the morning and a veggie in the evening. I made my first batch of homemade baby food yesterday. As I carefully spooned it into ice cube trays this morning, I couldn’t help but think, “I’m a real mom now!” in a creepy Pinocchio voice.
Praise Jesus for nap time, am I right?