Happy Feet

Watch Diego's feet.

I think Diego likes the self-feeder (with pear chunks inside of course).

Happy Birthday Grandpa!

"Hey, Grandpa! Someone told me it's your birthday!"

"I thought about making a birthday wish on your behalf with my Magic Spoon, but I think it's defective."

"Instead I'll just wish that I can see you soon and hope that my wish comes true!"

"And when you visit I promise to share my pears with you."

"Happy Birthday!"

The Mysterious Blue Mug

"Welcome to the first edition of 'Diego's Dinner Theater.'  I'm glad you found my preview so intriguing as to return.  We start our story with our handsome young protagonist drowning his sorrows away."

"Mmmmm, peaches."

"Oh no, my peaches! Don't take my peaches!"

"The audacity! I will fight against this high offense!"

"Come here, blue mug. I'll make sure your contents are cared for."

"Cared for in my belly."

"Excuse me, may I interject here, narrator?"

"You see, I don't think that this accurately portrays the struggle of the protagonist. He's in a crazy, high chair world where peaches just appear out of blue mugs. What choice does he have but to go after the mug? It's his brass ring.  Except this brass ring only brings destruction.  Allow me to demonstrate..."

"It begins simply. You're in a possibly precarious situation, but all seems safe. You have your building blocks - these are stand ins for the peaches, of course."

"And then all of a sudden your whole world topples over the edge of the high chair.  In a split second you are left with nothing."

"So you see, our protagonist is trying to provide for the future while living in the present. 

Now please resume your story."

"I got pears! Yay!"

Mornings with Diego

"Don't even talk to me until I've had my morning cup of pears and oatmeal."

"Ah, much better."

"It's amazing, you know."

"What a difference a little bit of pears and a little bit of oats can make on a person."

"Blue Mug? Can you make more pears please?"

A Special Message to Grandma

"Happy Birthday, Grandma!"

"I wore elephants in celebration of this day (there are even a couple orange ones too)!"

"I'm eating my favorite food in your honor. And then I thought..."

"Elephants must love pears, too!"

"Happy Orangemen's Day, too!"

Plums

Otherwise known as "The Return of 'Not-Pears'"

"The horror! The horror!"

"No, Mama, no! No more 'not-pears'!"

"Why do you subject me to such horrors?"

"..."

"Alright, I guess plums are ok."

Diego's rating for plums: 3 stars.

"Thank you for the pears after those 'not-pears.' To show my appreciation, I offer you my foot."

Peaches

 

"This had better be pears."

"Whoa, 'not pears' can taste good?!"

 "Here, Mama, let me help you get those peaches off your hands."

 

 "Need. More. Peaches."

 

 "My rating: 3 thumbs up, with a little help from Mama."

 "I'm in heaven."

In sum, my baby loves peaches.

I'm sorry, Diego

I'm sorry that I ever gave you something other than pears.

Also, this is the cleanest after-solids bib we've had so far: 

Diego was not about the waste a drop of his precious, precious pears. Almost all of what's on the bib is due to my clumsiness.

Tomorrow's plan is for peaches (or, as Diego may think of it, "not pears"). I feel so guilty.

Avocado Rehash

Ways I've prepared avocado for Diego:

1) Plain:

 

Not exactly a ringing endorsement.

2) Mixed with pears:

Surprisingly, pears did not improve the situation too much.

3) Mixed with oatmeal:

     

It turns out Avocado + Oatmeal = Pear. Diego slurped this up so fast and kept demanding more. Considering his rating for oatmeal versus pear, I'm pretty shocked that oatmeal was the difference maker.

"No more pictures, Mama."