Blueberries

Since early last week (or even maybe two weeks ago), Ivan's been on a blueberry kick. I find this funny considering that a few weeks prior to that he would not touch blueberries. There was no way I could get them near his mouth.

And how, for the last two weeks, that's all he eats. "Bbul, bul," he calls them. (The ball seems to be "bbul.") It's obviously hard to try to spell out, the sounds he makes.

In any case, Ivan's been living off the blueberries -- he literally eats them all day long, for every meal and snack. (Kind of the way he used to eat Cheerios. I'm sure he'd still eat Cheerios like that, but we haven't bought a new box and the have been drastically reduced the amount of Cheerios we've been giving him lately. He doesn't seem to miss them as much.) Even his poop is purlish-blue, just like the blueberries.

Since I'm afraid he'll choke on a big blueberry, I sometimes make him bit it in two. (I'm sure other members of my family don't do that.)


And as far as other food preferences are concerned, baby yo yo continues to be a big hit and some days he eats 2 to 3 yogurts a day.

He's also like "sandwiches." I toast and then cut up a slice of bread into two thinner pieces and then put some raspberry jam and cream cheese in it. He loves it.

These sandwiches are my little trick. Andy and my parents have other tricks, of course.

Ivan has also taken a liking to cookies. "Kek," as he calls them. It's the Spanish version of the petite beurre cookies. They're quite tasty and addictive. He often stands in front of the cupboard asking for "kek" (hm, I wonder who taught him that--my dad, of course). Last week, he threw a temper tantrum about kek. I was giving him a kek but he didn't want it. Finally, I figured out that he wanted me to put him on the countertop so he can get the kek himself. He didn't want me gettng it for him.

Then I taught him that he needs to guard his cookie from Mariposa (who immediately positions herself in the middle of any food-related action.) So, now he either turns his back to Mariposa if she's approaching him, or hides behind me, so that Mariposa can't get his cookie.