That’s The Crepe-iest Kid Ever!

So I’ve discovered another amazing way to get SweetPea to eat meat and veggies, man that kid sure does love fruit and carbs.

I’ve started making whole wheat crepes for her.  Then I stuff ’em with any of the pureed veggies or meats I have on hand.  It works like a charm.  I usually only do half a crepe at a time because some days she just won’t eat a certain puree.  If she doesn’t eat it, I just grab a different puree and we’re off and running…errr, eating.

Now, I’ve never been much of a crepe maker.  To be completely honest, I always thought they required too much crepe-making talent for me to be any good at.  Buuuttt I found a simple recipe and it’s quite good.  What’s that you say?  You would like me to share my magical “baby-eats-broccoli-and-cauliflower-puree” crepe recipe?  Why, it’s almost too easy.

Magic “Baby-Eats-Broccoli-And-Cauliflower-Puree” Crepes


2 eggs
1.5 cups milk (whole milk if it’s for SweetPea, 2% if it’s for me)
1 cup flour (whole wheat or white, whichever you prefer)
pinch of salt

Put ingredients in bowl.  Whisk until smooth.  Heat pan over medium-high heat.  Pour 2-3 tablespoons batter into pan.  Swirl pan around to spread batter out (this is an important step).  Now watch crepe cook.  When the center looks done, in a minute or so, the crepe is done (if you do a good job swirling and it’s nice and thin you don’t have to flip it over).  Slide crepe out of pan onto plate.  Fill crepe with anything delicious.  Eat deliciousness, or feed deliciousness to your kiddo, or quality control check every crepe you feed to your kiddo with a bite or two.

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Things I Want To Do

1.  Raise some chickens and eat some eggs from those chickens.

2.  Keep some honeybees and eat honey from my honeybees.

I don’t think this will be happening any time soon (read several years).  But when me and mine stop renting and buy a place, it will be out in the country.  And we will have chickens.  And maybe bees.  Why?  If you are asking why, then I ask you “why not?”  I’m increasingly becoming more interested in where my food comes from and trying to get more and more local foods, you can’t much more local than your backyard.

I’ll keep you posted on this endeavor.  Check back in a couple years because that’s when I’ll actually be making progress in this arena.

And to prove just how serious I am, I just started following a blog called Basic Beekeeping  😉

PS  This is not an extensive list.  There are other things I want to do.  I’ll let you know as I think of them/accomplish them.

Am I so far behind

that I actually think I’m in front?

Because honestly, I’m pretty sure I’m a genius.

I’ve been struggling.  Strug-gah-ling. Getting my Sweet Pea to eat.  She’s just too big to want to be fed by Mom or Dad anymore.  But, she also has not perfected eating anything with a spoon, throwing the bowl and spoon on the ground is way more entertaining.  And she won’t eat cooked veggies.  I’m not kidding.  She will literally pick veggies out of her meal, squish them between her finger and thumb, and then gingerly set them to the side.  Don’t believe me?  I have proof.

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See what I mean?  Peas. On. The. Side.  Now that’s not frustrating.  Not frustrating at all.

So what do I do?  I make a ton of different meals for Sweet Pea, freeze them in the ice cube tray (you know, so I can defrost a small amount any time), and try to feed these different things to my kid.  And she’s not having it.

She won’t eat any of it, granted it’s all too small to eat with her fingers so I’m trying to feed her and she is not ok with this situation.  Ahhhhh!  I was so frustrated.

Well, here comes my genius.  I decided to use all these delicious things, meals like lemon chicken, lentil chili, beef stew, you know, good things.  Anyway, I use them all as pasta sauce.  I smoosh beef stew into pasta shells.  Boom.  Sweet Pea gobbles it up and waits, not so patiently, for more.  So I smoosh some lentil chili into some noodles.  Boom.  Gone.  Yesterday I put lemon chicken on pasta, boom, in her belly.

Like I said, I’m either a genius or so far behind every other mom and dad that I think I’m in front.

I’m going with genius, it makes me feel better.

No-Poo, Worst Name Ever? Possibly.

Well, I’ve decided to join the no-poo movement.  Maybe not join it indefinitely, but at least give it a shot.

No-poo? you ask yourself.  Yes, no-poo.  It means no shampoo, at least no store bought shampoo.  On Friday I whipped up a batch of baking soda cleanser.  It was quite easy, boiling water plus baking soda.  The hardest part was waiting for it to cool enough to use.  Then I made an apple cider vinegar rinse.  You can find both of these recipes here.  While you’re looking, check out her pictures of her hair, first while she is still using shampoo then after a few weeks of going no-poo.  It’s amazing.  I don’t know if it will change my hair this much, but no matter.  I didn’t buy shampoo.  I didn’t put any unknown, freaky-deaky chemicals on head.  And now I’m just waiting for my hair to get curly, we’ll see.