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Asa is so big! Today he made his very own bread! He really did. It was an easy recipe and one that he could eat at every stage. Here is the rough recipe:
1/2 cup rice flour (or other flour)
1 tsp sugar
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/4 cup evaporated milk
1/2 tsp butter (melted or really soft)
we also added a sprinkling of ginger to give it flavor
Stir or squish with fingers until batter-like. Pour into greased pie tin. Makes one pancake-sized biscuit. Bake at 425 about 10 minutes.
Asa thought it was great fun, and it made a HUGE mess. It was mostly for that reason that we did it. He's been sick this week with some kind of stomach ailment. Yesterday he had a fever and was sad and complainy all day. It was low-grade, but just enough that he felt awful. So I've had to be creative with entertainment for the past few days. We read a lot of books. I built a cave with blankets and pillows and chairs in the living room and he liked playing in there and reading books in there. We played outside and went for a few walks in his wagon too. His attention span wasn't as long as usual, and he was clumsier than usual, and more frustrated than usual, so it took some doing to get through yesterday especially. Today I was better about the scheduled Tylenol and he was also feeling better and took a real nap (which was missing yesterday).
Today, Asa was my helper for his entertainment. We did laundry, lots of washing of walls and tables with sponges (a favorite activity), made bread, swept the floor (another favorite), vacuumed, and took out the recycling and trash. When cleaning stops being fun, I'll be in trouble.
Other news. Asa is really walking pretty well. He can inconsistently get all the way across the living room and into the kitchen. He's determined to do it now, and isn't crawling nearly as much, but standing and walking instead. I had to go get him new shoes last week. We had a long day and he lost one of his previous pair to the cherry tomatoes. I looked and went back and looked again, but it was gone. They must have needed fertilizer. Anyway, so I took him shoe shopping. By myself. This possibly ranks as one of the stupider things I have tried to do. But we did find a pair of Nikes that fits and I checked out the return policy and then brought them home. We're going to keep them. He can walk pretty well in them. Plus, he has worn them in the sandbox, so we can't pass them off as new any more.
The Nikes were the third pair of shoes we tried. Asa picked them out. They were the second pair he had chosen, but I deemed the pink Barbie Mary Janes with flowered bottoms and rainbow strap and blinking lights unacceptable as first walking shoes. I think this might be that pair. As a note, this is not because of the gender stereotyping, but because these shoes should not exist. It made my head hurt they had wrapped so much up in this pair of shoes. His Nikes were also little girl shoes (technically) although they are pretty gender neutral. Silver and white with a blue and green swoosh. Very styling.
1/2 cup rice flour (or other flour)
1 tsp sugar
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/4 cup evaporated milk
1/2 tsp butter (melted or really soft)
we also added a sprinkling of ginger to give it flavor
Stir or squish with fingers until batter-like. Pour into greased pie tin. Makes one pancake-sized biscuit. Bake at 425 about 10 minutes.
Asa thought it was great fun, and it made a HUGE mess. It was mostly for that reason that we did it. He's been sick this week with some kind of stomach ailment. Yesterday he had a fever and was sad and complainy all day. It was low-grade, but just enough that he felt awful. So I've had to be creative with entertainment for the past few days. We read a lot of books. I built a cave with blankets and pillows and chairs in the living room and he liked playing in there and reading books in there. We played outside and went for a few walks in his wagon too. His attention span wasn't as long as usual, and he was clumsier than usual, and more frustrated than usual, so it took some doing to get through yesterday especially. Today I was better about the scheduled Tylenol and he was also feeling better and took a real nap (which was missing yesterday).
Today, Asa was my helper for his entertainment. We did laundry, lots of washing of walls and tables with sponges (a favorite activity), made bread, swept the floor (another favorite), vacuumed, and took out the recycling and trash. When cleaning stops being fun, I'll be in trouble.
Other news. Asa is really walking pretty well. He can inconsistently get all the way across the living room and into the kitchen. He's determined to do it now, and isn't crawling nearly as much, but standing and walking instead. I had to go get him new shoes last week. We had a long day and he lost one of his previous pair to the cherry tomatoes. I looked and went back and looked again, but it was gone. They must have needed fertilizer. Anyway, so I took him shoe shopping. By myself. This possibly ranks as one of the stupider things I have tried to do. But we did find a pair of Nikes that fits and I checked out the return policy and then brought them home. We're going to keep them. He can walk pretty well in them. Plus, he has worn them in the sandbox, so we can't pass them off as new any more.
The Nikes were the third pair of shoes we tried. Asa picked them out. They were the second pair he had chosen, but I deemed the pink Barbie Mary Janes with flowered bottoms and rainbow strap and blinking lights unacceptable as first walking shoes. I think this might be that pair. As a note, this is not because of the gender stereotyping, but because these shoes should not exist. It made my head hurt they had wrapped so much up in this pair of shoes. His Nikes were also little girl shoes (technically) although they are pretty gender neutral. Silver and white with a blue and green swoosh. Very styling.
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