In 3 Hours...

...a toddler's outfit may change drastically. This is not how he looked when we arrived at church, but this is how he looked when we went home. Pictured below is all of Clark's outfit that was not wet when I picked him up from nursery. Lesson learned: change diaper before nursery.

Airplanes v2

Add an iPhone game while flying, and does airplanes get any better?!

*this also serves as proof that I actually do dress my child in more than just a white onesie 

Airplanes

One of our new favorite games around here is "airplanes."

After lift-off, Clark is never afraid to "put his arms out" or "flap his wings."

Food Critic

I've been busily cooking and baking my way through a couple books I've wanted to try out for a while: The Whole Foods Allergy Cookbook and The Allergen-Free Baker's Handbook, both by Cybele Pascal who I greatly admire. I'm trying to introduce new foods into Clark's diet and find meals we can all safely eat together to reduce the risk of cross-contamination during cooking and mealtime. This past week I've offered Clark potato kugel, Jell-O, quinoa, rice noodles with red sauce, homemade corn tortillas, salsa, banana "soft serve", turkey burgers, and sweet potato fries, to name a few. Most were received as follows:

Each time this happens I ask myself, "why am I doing this again?" It must be my secret love of spending time and effort to make everything from scratch and washing the dishes that accompany these endeavors, only to be disappointed...

These pictures aren't backwards: this is Clark taking a burger out of his mouth, not putting it in. Steve seemed to enjoy the show of sour faces, whining, and hiding his face to avoid eating the horrific foods he was offered this day. I'm glad someone is having fun with this whole process.

In the past I've run out of patience and given up on new foods, but I'm really determined to eat the same dinner together as a family so I'm going to keep trying! It helps to know I'm not the first person who has ever dealt with a picky eater.

A Case for Au Naturale

I'm a wears-makeup-every-day type of gal, but I've been skipping the makeup routine every few days. You see, when Clark sees that Mom is about to get ready he insists on being right by me on my vanity bench. then borrowing my makeup and brushes (he sported a nice hue of bronze a few days ago). then removing everything from my drawer. then dumping bobby pins all over the counter and floor. then using my toothbrush. Some days it seems like putting on makeup isn't worth all that effort!