You’d think it wouldn’t take a whole week to recap Wesley’s first Thanksgiving, but this nest is a sick nest. First Craig was hit overnight with the flu and then a few days later I caught a nasty cold. Wes is miraculously NOT sick with either one of our bugs, but he IS crankily cutting two top teeth (the first one broke through the gum yesterday, and I can see the second just under the gum). It also doesn’t help that it’s near the end of the semester for both Craig and me. So to say that things have been near breaking point, stressful, hard — all descriptors would be understatements.
But alas, Thanksgiving was, in short, lovely. Continuing along with our baby-led weaning efforts, we just offered Wes a little of most everything served. Which is to say he had some of the infamous green jello always present at Craig’s mom’s festivities, bread, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, a little turkey (for which he did not show much love, my little vegetarian in the making), olives from the salad, etc. I think Wes’s great-grandmother Leah pretty much sat in utter shock throughout the entire meal slightly horrified at the things our little 8 month old put in his mouth, but what can I tell you? Our child is so over purees at this point. We’re simply offering him all his vegetables steamed or as part of other foods (spinach in scrambled eggs, pea pancakes, etc). These days, he’s crazy about blueberries especially.
Of course, naughty Mimi 😉 couldn’t resist putting a slice of pumpkin pie in front of Wes to see what he’d make of it. I can tell you that he liked it.
In other news, I asked Wes for a kiss this morning and he graced me with one! He doesn’t do any smacking, but he’ll put his mouth up to your cheek. Also, he won’t do it every time you ask, but there you have it. He actually knew what I meant when I spoke to him. Amazing.