Friday, January 20, 2012

Good Eats, Good Eater

I am proud to say that so far Dylan eats what Mama and Daddy eat. As of yet, he's not a picky eater.

I brought along some blueberries to the park for him and when I sat the container out on the table open, Dylan lunged for them and relentlessly plunged handful after handful into his mouth, the other mom's mouths dropped open. His current favorite finger food is apparently not usually so popular with the little ones.





He literally licked the bowl clean!


He's 9 months old and he hasn't turned away from a single food item thus far. He loves hummus, sprouted bread, collard greens, garbanzo beans, raspberries, potatoes, avocado, winter and summer squash, pears, steel cut oats, spinach, brown rice, you name it! I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. I lived on all of the above while I was pregnant.






One of the moms in my meetup group proclaimed "My kid screams if I give him anything other than cheese, he'll only eat cheese." I wasn't surprised to hear that, she was nursing what had to be at least 1 liter of soda from a gargantuan Whataburger cup which led me to believe she doesn't make the best dietary choices herself. Children learn what they live folks.

Anyway, in the past couple of weeks he has mastered his pincer grip as well as his begging face. He gobbles up anything we give him, and anything he finds on the ground, or on the bottom of our shoes. While bathing him this morning he went after a bar of cassia clove soap. Yum! Because of his proclivity to eat mud, soap, and the like, I've had to master the crooked finger mouth swipe. Unfortunately, Dylan has learned to keep my finger out of his mouth by clamping his gums together like a crocodile on prey. And when the teeth come? I can't wait for that magic.

This week Dylan has also learned to clap. He does it on command or after we tell him to stop doing something he knows he shouldn't be doing. "Clap! Clap! Clap!" It's amazing to me how similar babies are to dogs.

For instance:
They're usually cute and cuddly, but get near them while they're eating? That's a horse of a different color.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Transition to Minimalism

It's been less than three weeks since we left Florida and already so much has changed. It's a new year, we're in a new town, Thomas has had to adjust to commuting to both work and school, and Dylan and I are learning what it means to be stay-at-home people.

We're really loving our new apartment. We moved from a 750+ sq.ft. place to a 430 sq.ft. studio. We really don't need more space than that. In fact, we could get along with less.

Thomas found some minimalist blogs and an anti-consumer documentary and the content really struck a chord with both of us. The months leading up to the move we started selling and giving away our stuff on Craigslist. Before we signed our new lease we decided that we wanted to rid our lives of the material clutter that was surrounding us. To our delight we ended up with a pile of cash and a more serene space and mind.

We're carrying the minimalist philosophy over into all areas of our life, slowly but surely. We've downsized our wardrobe, furniture, dishes, and even sold over half of the books we own and pitched the TV and telephone. It's already apparent that this is the right thing for us right now. Minimalism means something different to every person; to us it's about saving money, breaking attachments to inanimate, material possessions, reducing our carbon footprint, and most importantly, thinking outside the conventional box.

For example, about two weeks ago, while I was packing up the old apartment, Dylan was chewing on the phone cord  and to my dismay, my insistent "Drop it! That's dangerous." only elicited giggles. I had been trying to convince Thomas that we should get rid of the phone for awhile at this point, so naturally that thought was in the back of my mind but it wasn't my first thought. My first thought  had to do with baby-proofing something or other and why we hadn't bothered to do it yet. Anyway, I thought about hanging the phone on the wall at the new place but the cord would still hang down a little so the point would have been moot. After some thought and several more unheeded warnings I decided to look into other options for long-distance communication with our family and friends in other states.

Of course, unlimited video chats via Skype for free was the best option, but unfortunately, not everyone we need to talk to has access to a web cam. The second best option was to buy a Skype subscription that would enable us to place outgoing calls as well as to receive calls from landlines and mobile. At first, I thought the plan was too good to be true. For the total price of $5.18 per month after ALL taxes and fees, we would get unlimited calls to/from any and all landlines and mobiles in the U.S. and Canada, free voicemail, caller ID, speed dial, and an online telephone number that we could pick the area code for. Plus, since we don't have or want a regular cell phone, we could just take the computer with us on road trips and use it as a mobile at any restaurant, coffee shop, library, etc with a WiFi signal. Yes, please! On top of getting rid of another useless possession (el teléfono), the Skype subscription will save us in the ballpark of $350 this year. Win, win.

There's still one big part of our lives that needs tweaking if we really want to save big. FOOD. And grocery shopping and impulse buying. Can anyone say 99 cent organic head-sized ciabatta cinnamon roll? We've been picking up these bad boys at least a couple times per week and the empty calories and buck a pop really add up. Not to mention we're total Virgil's root beer lushes, that's another $1.69 per bottle. And we're also complete Whole Foods Market snobs which is just the kind of branding we'd like to move away from. We're on the road to recovery, however. The word around town is that the local farmer's market stocks organic produce and the farmers are willing to bargain. Downtown, here we come!

Finally, and totally off topic, I took Dylan to a local park the other day with one of my mom groups, and he rode his first swing, fed the ducks, and went down one of the slides.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Home for the Holidays

I know this is completely after the fact, but I have a nine month old, you know?


Perezosos- you know what they say about acorns

Gramps

Grammie and Aunt Sarah

Dyl's primo Colton

Green Lemonade moustache. If you look closely you can see the red imprint  from the cup he had pressed to his face. So far, he loves his greens!


Ejercicio with Uncle Clint


On the water in Grammie's boat

He was a lot more excited than he looks. He squealed for pretty much the entire ride.




This sums up our attempts at a family photo
*The highlight of the trip for me was watching Dylan at the beach (Thank you "Tia Bert" and "Tio Hobbs" for capturing the moments!) He is definitely a water baby.






This is Mama warning Daddy that baby is getting too close to the surf. "He's fine, he's fine!" says Daddy...

This is Mama comforting baby after he took a tumble, or a roll more literally, in the surf.


Green Lemonade
(I am including this recipe because I made it most mornings while on holiday in FL. This is a variation of Green Lemonade from The Raw Food Detox Diet, and it also happens to be one of my favorite green juices...and Dylan's!)

1 bunch lacinato or dinosaur kale
1 lemon washed, peel intact
1 head crisp celery
1-2 fuji or gala apples
knob of fresh ginger, or to taste
2-3 handfuls fresh spinach
*Push all ingredients through juicer hopper, pour into glass, ENJOY!