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Monday, May 28, 2012

Roasted Chicken Thighs

Roasted Chicken Thighs... not some witty way of referring to AJs legs.  He hasnt had chicken thighs since about 3 weeks old.  Although he grew 1/2 an inch between 12 and 15 months, his legs remain cushioned with ample pudge... just calling for tickling fingers!

I'm actually literally referring to roasted chicken thighs, which I just took out of the oven.  My latest endeavor to get AJ to eat actual meat.  His typical reaction to meat of any non-babyfood kind is to put it in his mouth, then stick out his tongue and precisely remove said meat, placing it on his high chair.  But, mom isnt giving up and today we're trying something new.

I remember when I was pregnant and I went back to easting whole eggs (instead of just whites)-- it was like I rediscovered food!  Whole eggs are SO GOOD!  How did I ever convince myself that the whites alone were good enough?  Thats how I felt today with the chicken.  I was squarely in the white meat only camp for so long that I forgot the juicyness that is some dark meat.  If I can't convince AJ of this deliciousness, we may very well have a vegetarian on our hands!

In the past 2 months since I last blogged, its like we got a different kid!  He's walking-- most of the time first grabbing my finger and dragging me wherever he wants to go, just for a little more balance, but he's doing it!  He has so many 'words' now also, trying to repeat what we say even if much of it sounds similar.  I love to hear his daily babble, when hes playing alone or when he gets very excited about something.  He's probably sick of my quizzing him on what all the animals say but his lion roar is just too precious to go more than a few hours without hearing.  He still loves books, but Im noticing he gets bored more quickly so we have to swap out the rotation every few days.  Aj is also starting to communicate his preferences with vigor.  Well, more like when he doesnt want to do something he will surely let you know.  I see glimpses of tantrums in our future and I am pre-summoning as much patience as I can.

Oh, we finally got some more teeth too!  The count if 4 and climbing... 3 on bottom and one lone front tooth so far.  He asks to brush them about 10x a day but I'm still too nervous to use even baby toothpaste.

Ah and with that, I hear him up from his nap.  Some how in the last few weeks his wake up time has moved from 6:15am to 5:30am and I'm just not sure how to change that, other than becoming an early bird myself.  Not the worst thing, an extra half hour-45 mins with him in the morning is kind of a nice treat!