At eight months old, Kate would not/could not eat any pureed baby food without gagging and turning red in the face. At nine months, she started occupational therapy and it was SLOW going , and she screamed through every high chair session, even though we loved her OT. At ten months, we went out to … Continue reading Eat Baby Eat
Whenever Matt and I talked about having kids (since we were 17) I always imagined we would have a little boy. In my head, he would look exactly like a tiny Matt, have his curly hair, he would love soccer, and he would smell like syrup. When we found out we were having a boy, … Continue reading Boy Stuff: More Complicated than Legos. Sometimes.