Adventures in applesauce

Over the past 2 months, I’ve been trying to introduce solids into baby Finn’s diet. Apart from the hassle of having to chop, steam, mash and freeze the purees, weaning is an exciting time because 1. It’s so adorbs watching them taste food for the first time and 2. My boobs get to have a break.

Okay, mostly 2 because as I’ve come to realize, boob rest is a very strong motivation in life.

Unlike Truett and Kirsten who were both voracious eaters of tasty food, I’ve discovered that Finn has a rather more delicate palate. Plain baby rice or the occasional teething rusk, he’s ok. Mild flavors like pumpkin or peas, he tolerates. But anything stronger like mango or peach or sweet potato, he finds it disgusting.

Like last week was his first taste of applesauce.

I usually talk him through the process while I prepare the food, like “today we’re having something new and exciting…APPLESAUCE! It’s yummy and you’re going to love it.” And his gave me a look like ” Mom, we’ve been here before. I just want plain baby rice, that’s it, nothing fancy. Put some milk into the baby cereal and you’re done. None of that weird tasting stuff.”

But of course I know better than he does because I mean, it’s applesauce, a delicious treat most everyone enjoys. What? You’d rather have tasteless cereal over applesauce? That’s just crazy talk.

I went ahead to scoop a tiny spoonful into his mouth and he immediately made a face. A face that said “From whence cometh forth this foul taste in my mouth?”

And as the flavor made its way to the rest of his taste buds, he was all “THIS IS SO NASTY GET IT OUT GET IT OUT NOWWW!!!”

This will henceforth be referred to as the applesauce face and I may or may not have fed him another several spoonfuls of applesauce just so I could take pictures of him cringing.

Next stop: durians.