The Culinary Adventures Of Baby Food

*Note* I am sorry I have been MIA as of late. I am still trying to get a balance between life, school, my home, and this blog.

The last two weeks have been a journey. The elements of this journey consist of my husband, myself, the wonderful baby bullet, rice, carrots, a spoon, and the mouth of my happy six month old son. The beginning was full of nerves, curiosity, and some flutters of excitement.

It all began on September 18th on a Sunday afternoon inside the Edman home; also known as James' grandparents. I started with half a cup of uncooked brown rice inside the baby bullet. Blended into a fine powder, this made its way into a pot with boiling bubbly water. Messy, as it overflowed, and fifteen minutes went by. A pudding like mixture remained, with the taste resembling sugarless grits.

The first bite was great; no look of disgust, only bewilderment and curiosity. But soon the game began. James pushes all the rice out that I put in. Sweet brown rice is fun, new, exciting, messy, and in all honesty, not to tasty.

Carrots was the adventure of the day! It began with me peeling, and washing, and baking. Once the carrots were soft and tender they too came face to face with the baby bullet. Another food made, rich in it's color and sweet in it's flavor. James seemed to have forgotten about his obnoxious game of spitting out his food. He gobbled up every bite happily, gleefully.

I actually found that the carrots were less of a mess, except of course when daddy decided to feed him. I am not sure why but it seems that Matt has no aim and the food on the spoon wound up on all over James' face. Carrots are sweet, successful, and are currently James' favorite.

It is only the beginning of my culinary adventures of baby food. Keep coming back for more. I think next week we are trying sweet potatoes.