Mason digs banana. Really digs banana. He thinks avocado is pretty cool too. So it only made sense to combine the two, right? Avocado = Omega 3s (brain food!), and that’s just for starters. Banana = potassium and a long list of other nutrients and vitamins. Super good stuff. Plus I knew of other babies who liked the blend.
I set up the baby food maker and chopped up the fruits. I mashed it all up, blended it together, and filled up my special little baby food containers. Most of it went into the freezer but one precious cube made its way into our fridge, ready for lunch the following day. I envisioned Mason gobbling it up, getting smarter, stronger, happier, healthier by the ounce. The thought made me giddy.
On my way out the door this morning, I instructed Chris (my hubby) to text me after lunch with all the deets of Mason’s first taste of his new superfood. “Take a photo! He’s gonna love it,” I said. Around lunchtime, Chris texted me to ask where Mason’s green veggie was for lunch. Exasperated, I explained where the stuff was. Again. Chris’ response? “Oh. Weird.” And then silence. I called. No answer. Then Outlook dinged to remind me that my afternoon meeting rush was starting. So I went on with my day.
I got home from work looking forward to tales of a happy baby with a full belly. Instead, I learned Mason had been peckish. “What about the avocado-banana mash,” I badgered. “Um, he liked it…there’s a little more in the fridge though,” Chris said. I flung open the fridge to find a half-full container. Whatever, I thought. Chris just wasn’t doing it right. I snatched up the container and coaxed my smiling, gurgling baby to take a bite. He shuddered slightly and gave me a look that said, “Huh?” That’s OK, I thought. It’s all new. Let’s take another bite. This time Mason gagged. Then he started screaming.
Damn. This is not what I had pictured. At all.
In retrospect, I don’t blame the kid. After all, my own impatience was to blame. I got home from work Wednesday night determined to go on a baby food-making bender. And I did, making chicken, sweet potatoes, my now infamous puree. So what if the avocado wasn’t quite ripe? It would be fine, I assured myself. But in fact, the blend had turned out grainy. Think brown mustard. Had I used an avocado as ripe as my very overripe banana, it would have blended up light and fluffy. So next time I’ll do it right.
What about all you mamas out there? Any of your mash ups get a little mixed up lately?