Mason loves to rub food into his hair while he’s eating. I have no idea why. It’s totally strange. But something about it makes him very happy, so we roll with it! And we take lots of pics.
This morning he mugged for the camera with a bowl on top of his head; it was filled with Cheerios until he dumped them out on his tray. His little face is covered with jam because his “real” breakfast was a PB&J cinnamon-raisin bagel (he only wanted the cereal after he saw daddy eating it). Remember how enamored Mason was with the tiny Os when he was first tried them at school?
There’s a pic of him wearing his French toast during Father’s Day brunch last Sunday on the High Chair Times Facebook page. I’d love to see more of your favorite messy food photos with your kid–the last round was awesome! Share them on FB today.
Mason is going on his first Easter Egg hunt on Sunday. I’m so excited. He has his own special Easter basket with “Mason” embroidered on it. One of my grandmother’s friends made it for him last year, and he’s finally old enough to carry it around and fill it with eggs.
The event will take place on the waterfront in our neighborhood, and it’s organized by age, so Mason won’t be competing with older, faster kids and crawlers won’t be competing with him and his friends. Local moms came up with the idea, and I think it’s super smart.
Chris and I were chatting about our weekend plans yesterday over email, and we got into an Easter candy debate:
Chris:This is going to be a fun weekend. I need to go buy some candy.
Chris:Um…it’s, like, Easter, you know? Chocolate and bunnies and Zombie Jesus. Cadbury creme eggs, 100 Grand, all the good stuff.
Me:He’s 19-months-old, he doesn’t need all that candy. 100 Grands are a choking hazard, I’m pretty sure, and what are Zombie Jesus?!
Chris: No response
Obviously the eggs that Mason collects on his hunt will be filled with candy–but I was only planning on letting him have one piece. He’s young enough that we can hide the rest while he’s playing and he’ll forget all about it. But maybe Chris is right and I should let him indulge a little more? What do you think? Do you let your tots have Easter candy?
Mason’s been lucky enough to visit both grandmas over Christmas. They had been so excited to see him, and they prepared lots of gorgeous food in anticipation of his arrival. Beautiful, veggie-filled soups. Warm-and-cheesy lasagna. Fluffy egg casseroles. The traditional holiday ham. Golden loaves of quick bread. And that’s just for starters. Mason has taken a bite of this and that but mostly he’s enjoyed the quick bread. Pumpkin bread, cranberry-walnut bread, zucchini bread with raisins and pecans, banana muffins…he’s loved the bread by the handful, and he’s arranged almost everything else in a neat little pile to the side of his high chair tray. He’s also been gulping down bottle after bottle of milk. (At least he’s dazzled his grandmas by walking — a lot!) We gave him a bite of chocolate cake last night at his great-grandparent’s 65th anniversary party, but that’s pretty much the only dessert he’s had since we’ve been away. He’ll take quick breads over chocolate any day.
What food(s) has your babe/toddler loaded up on over the holidays?
Today we met up with another LIC Mama Kerry, her 15-month-old son Sal, and her husband Mike. Our mission: Go visit Santa Claus. I’ve been looking forward to this moment all season long. Last year Mason loved Santa Claus — he wasn’t scared at all and he was mesmerized by Santa’s curly, white beard — so I was really curious to see how he would react to Santa this year. Instead of going to a crowded mall, we met up at a local community center that was hosting a Christmas party for the neighborhood. The scene was absolutely crazy, with people wall to wall and kids running around everywhere, but I did get a photo of Mason sitting on Santa’s lap. I had to sit next to Bug so that he would stay on Santa’s lap but at least he looked at the camera, even though he didn’t feel like smiling. The six of us left after the boys posed for pics on Santa’s lap and we headed out for brunch — a meal that turned out to be the highlight of our afternoon.
We ended up at a new restaurant in our neighborhood called Alobar. Chris and I dined there last night alone, and we loved the place. We had no idea how they’d be with kids, but we were starving, there wasn’t a line, and the brunch menu looked great, so we went for it. Truth is, we couldn’t have picked a better place. The hostess set us up with high chairs right away, and we were able to place an order for the boys to share (a short stack of pancakes topped with spiced fruit) pretty quickly. A short time later the manager appeared at our table with carrot puree for the boys “in case they couldn’t wait for their meal,” and two kid-size spoons. I was speechless. We eat out all the time with Mason and nobody has ever done something so thoughtful for us. There was also no shortage of friendly servers who stopped by to talk to the boys or pick up the toy cars they kept dropping, er, throwing on the floor. The pancakes arrived and the boys dug in (that’s Mason’s little hand reaching for more, left). Mason loved eating with his little friend Sal and the pancakes were apparently awesome according to Mike and Chris. The boys were super cute with each other, and they shared their food and milk . They were so happy together, and entertained each other so well, that we parents got to enjoy our food and even chat a bit (when does that ever happen?!). If you live in NYC, I definitely recommend checking this place out.
After our meal, we stepped back out into the brisk afternoon. It was already 4 and we were planning on taking Bug home and then Chris was going to go back out and pick up our Christmas tree. We parted ways with Kerry and Sal and Mike a few blocks down the road, then hopped on the subway to go back home. We normally walk, especially after eating a big meal, but it is freezing out. Mason deigned to nap so we played ball while Chris got our tree! We’re going to decorate it tonight and gate it off so that Mason can’t pull it over on himself (hopefully he doesn’t figure out how to climb over the gate!). Today was the perfect Christmastime Sunday. Here’s to hoping there are more to come in the weeks leading up to the holiday:)
Have you noticed that your kids eat better when they’re with a friend and/or in a new place?
I wanted Mason to get into the Thanksgiving spirit this year, but it never occurred to me to dress him up like the main course. Tori Spelling, however, did just that when she decked her six-week-old daughter Hattie Margaret out as a roast turkey complete with a side of veggies. According to US, the reality TV celeb explained that her daughter’s creative costume was a “fun Thanksgiving craft project”:
“If you have a baby at home, here’s a fun Thanksgiving craft project you can make for what will be very memorable holiday photos,” Spelling explained on her official website. “Your older kids will love helping to make this for their baby bro or sis — Stella loved gluing the faux veggies on the faux platter.”
Realizing that the pictures might one day embarrass her little girl, the Beverly Hills, 90210 alum offered a preemptive apology.
“Sorry to future 18 year-old Hattie. It was too cute an idea to pass up,” Spelling wrote. “If it’s any solace, you wore turkey well!”
I find the photo pretty hilarious. We call Mason “Meat” at home (Bug is another nickname that I use in this blog) and I immediately thought of him dressed up like a steak when I saw little Hattie all turkeyed out. I’m not so sure I’d go as far as dressing Mason up as a piece of meat but I give Spelling props for the effort. The costume looks like it took a lot of time to make, and it sounds like her other kids had a blast helping out.
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