Day 25

Ahhh. Nice day here in Squeeland. Miss Lady wasn't too colicky, The Squee had a blast helping Mommy 'Ceen up!!' (Clean up!) Managed to get most of the housework, including laundry done today. And guess what? I made Miss Ladys first solid food tonight! After clearing up the kitchen, I found a beautiful red apple on the porch staying crisp and cool in the fall air, and thought 'hmmmm...I have a little girl who is jealously eying her Daddy every time we sit down to a meal, and is chewing like a mad woman on everything that comes near her mouth...'

What better first solid food to have than a sweet, slightly sour, perfectly yellow fleshed, shiny red skinned Minnesota grown apple!

So I lovingly peeled, cored, and chopped it. Got out a baby saucier pan, the itty bitty wooden spatula I use to frost cupcakes, a tiny mesh strainer, and the mini food processor I found in a dusty corner of the kitchen just waiting to be used.

I cooked the little apple pieces in a few tea spoons of filter water (Should I have used distilled JoAnn? I can never remember...) until they became fragrant and soft, strained them, reserved the liquid, and put the solids into the processor. Blitzed them until they were smooth, tasted and they were still a little gritty so I added a few drops of the apple water that I reserved, blitzed again, the result was a perfect creamy apple puree. I am so excited for her to try them tomorrow!

JoAnn- You were right (as always). That green Beba baby cooker thing would have been incredibly useful. As much fun as it was using all of this miniature cooking equipment, cleaning it up afterward was kind of a pain.

Run recap!
Did my mile this morning on the E Horse. (My new nickname for the Elliptical, you like?)
Wow was it boring. There was some bottle blonde lady on the food network cooking something (I was too busy listening to Micheal Jackson and trying to dance/use the E Horse without falling off, and imagining the little peroxide blonde food network babies her and Guy Fieri ((the peroxide blonde man who has had several food network shows)) would have, to pay attention to what she was making.)
I can't wait to run again, and what sucks even more is that I have to tell Lou every night that there aren't going to be any walkies...
Oh and I puled my running gloves (my fancy name for the rayon little mittens that you get for kids that are like 99 cents) out of the dryer and I could just see the little face on them saying "Use meee! I smell like fabric softener, I want to be out in the cold wrapped around your rapidly thinning fingers to help keep your wedding ring on so you don't have to worry about it falling off your sweaty finger and clinking down the sewer drain like you imagine every time you run past one!" I serenly told them "No...not today...I don't want to make my knees and feet worse....' and then THREW them in the sock bucket (Sorting and matching? I think not!) in my closet, slammed the door and ran away from temptation! (Not really 'ran away'...okay maybe a little...)