Food, Parenting

The things we do for love + Random Act

I puréed meat. Enough said. Last go round, I, like most baby food makers I know, waited to introduce meat until the boy could eat little chunks on his own. This time around, she needs the iron and she can’t handle the little chunks yet so I had two choices, buy jarred baby meat or make my own. And as grossed out as I was by making meat mush, for reasons I can’t explain, the jars grossed me out more. I commented on the gross-out factor at Obi’s developmental play group before the holidays and got some tips from a…

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