Ever took her first bites of food last week, an organic vegetable. So I decided that for the first time I'd try making baby food! With the other three we fed them organic jarred foods until they began eating our meals, but I'd really like to make ee's foods myself if I can manage to fit it in the schedule. I started with the glass food containers here, Wean Green Glass Baby Food Containers (Set of 4) (Multi Color) Since Lola was born we have used as little as plastic as possible, and I knew I definitely wanted to use glass with Ever too. Even though most products are BPA free these days, there is still a host of chemicals that leech out of plastics, especially when they are heated up. These are adorable and practical. Perfect!
I picked this bib from Alliecraftwhich has one of my favorite all time styles ofblack ink illustration filled in with color. I can wash it and it spot cleans pretty well. I'll probably purchase a few more and rotate them.
And then, my coworker and friend Cathy gave us this KitchenAid KHB100OB Hand Blender, Onyx Black!!! I feel like a huge dork for being so excited over a kitchen appliance but this thing is awesome. It's pretty to look at, very modern, and extremely efficient. (Cathy has scored a place in my heart forever, not because she bought us a blender haha but because she is wonderful with Ever every day at work- loving, sweet, as cuddly and patient and attentive to her as if she were her own Grandma. )
So now all that is left to do is make food! I'm steaming and blending this weekend, and hopefully Ever will dig it. ee and I have been makin out and snuggling and grinning at each other the whole time I wrote this post :) She says hi :)
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