Defiant big girl and self-feeding

Three or so weeks ago, Sophia and I were on a roll with baby food feeding. She was finally taking to consuming something other than booby milk and formula. I usually had to hold her hands so that she wouldn’t wave it off the spoon and use heat seeking missile technologies to align the spoon with a spoon size gap in her face for the first bite, but after that, she would readily take the peach banana oatmeal, sweet potato, or vegetable turkey dinner baby jar food. Those days are over. She is so over baby food with exception to booby juice or formula of course. I’m trying to wean her off formula, but so far won’t accept whole milk without banana in it.

She insists that whatever she eats she must be able to feed herself, so her diet now consists of bread (any kind of bread including but not limited to carrot cake), cheddar cheese, animal crackers, chicken, Cheerios, and rice one grain at a time. Apples and sweet potato feels funny to her so she won’t even pick it up. I’m not sure if her “I’m a big girl” mutiny extends to the banana “milk shakes” I make for her with whole milk since I ran out of bananas a few days ago. I hope she’ll still accept them because I’m sure that banana would fall under the “feels funny in my hands” category.

I tried to get her to eat some guacamole the other day; I figured that since I was eating it she might actually demand some. She didn’t fall for it. I even put a bit on a spoon. It plummeted to the floor nicely spoon and all. She actually leaned over the side of her chair, looked at the spot on the floor where it should land and then dropped it. Yep, that gravity seems to work every time.