If you think your babe is ready for solids — and find the idea of pulping gallons of good food into amorphous mush a tragic waste (and totally blech), then welcome Baby Led Weaning 101.
Baby led weaning is, in short, an alternative to the purée-and-spoon tradition, allowing tots to choose their own food and eat independently – when they’re ready. Giving them control during this important developmental stage gifts them opportunity to learn about food in a meaningful way, distinctive to their unique methods of discovery (think smooshing, smashing, and eventually, tasting…eventually). Continue reading
When Aerosmith penned that song about all things their “fa-vou-rite” colour, they should’ve mentioned these hot pink, lil’ pieces of heaven.
Utterly delectable to both seasoned palates and newbie taste-testers, the rich, smokiness of beets and subtle sweetness of carrot are perfectly paired with feta and herbs to create magenta mouth nirvana.
And there’s no need for naughty additions to the ingredients’ list – the veggie muffins are potently flavoursome (but not overwhelming so for the little gourmands). In short; these mini puffs of delight are a proper scrummy introduction to savoury foods. And sophisticated enough for the grown-ups, too.
A good cuppa tea has been an intrinsic part of British culture for as long as we’ve been brewing it.
Once reserved only for the genteel, today tea is celebrated as the national drink of choice, and for us Brits, the appeal goes way beyond mere beverage.
In a return to its Far Eastern medicinal origins, tea is increasingly being consumed for its health benefits, too. Even Peter Rabbit himself has been known to have a dose of calming chamomile brew!
When it comes to weaning, the first thing you need to do to keep your sanity is to succumb to the versatility of food by accepting that it does look great as wall art or clothing embellishment – if observed at a certain angle or in a certain light.
Another thing you might to is check out Kidsme’s weaning product range.
I have a confession to make.
When my little girl was first learning her way around food, I *whispers* hid all the cutlery. Every knife. Every spoon. Every forking fork. All. Of. It.
Because — I couldn’t handle one more mealtime accompanied by the cacophonous clatter, crash and screeching as my frustrated firstborn eschewed proper dining etiquette in favour of angry destruction.