Almost a big girl

I had a dream last week that Malanga Baby was speaking in full sentences already. Her first one was something about Sancho Panza and the caballos mansos. I was asking her to repeat it, but she thought I was silly for not listening the first time. While she's not anywhere close to speaking like this yet, she does give me the "mommy, that's baby stuff" look more and more now, particularly at the table. Long gone are the happy puree days. If it has to go on a spoon, Malanga Baby has no interest. She wants foods she can pick up and squish herself. This may or may not make it into her mouth, too, but that's not the point, if you ask her. The video below is of her eating steamed broccoli.

I'm too busy trying to keep up with this new "I am too big to be fed" development to post on here much. But the good news is that when all my other culinary ideas fail, bananas always come to the rescue. It's funny because bananas were one of the first foods I introduced to Malanga Baby and she wasn't a fan back in the day. But now that I cut it into little pieces for her, she loves it.