What's Left

I've been doing the homemade baby food thing for Ronin as I did for Reid, only I've ditched the Magic Bullet this time around for my much larger Cuisinart blender.  I thought that after they came out of the oven, these pears looked good enough to... take a picture of.  =)

Homemade baby food really is a pain compared to buying the ready-made jars, but the benefits far outweigh the hassle.  As much as I'd like to imagine myself as a cross between Bettie Page and Betty Crocker, I really lack in the cooking department.  I only do it because it makes me feel like a good wife and mom.  So when I make baby food, I make it in bulk.  Lately though, I've been getting a bit out of hand with quantities and have had to get creative with leftover puree after I've already filled all of my ice cube trays.  This last time around I used leftover sweet potato puree to mix in our oatmeal with applesauce and brown sugar as well as to make some sweet potato pancakes.  The beauty in it is that Reid doesn't even know he's eating vegetables!

Enter the Peter Potty

Colby recently informed me that I am a sucker for gadgets.  I became defensive, but quickly realized he was right.  I get sucked into every infomercial I come across.  I want almost every product featured on the show, "Pitchmen".  I own a lifetime supply of Hercules Hooks, as well as a pair of those of slippers with microfiber soles, so I can clean my floors as I go about my day (he made me take those back!).  

Anyway, this "condition" became especially evident during Reid's potty-training phase.  (In my defense, I was very excited about this diaper-ditching phase, with which I'm sure any other parent can identify.)  After another delivery from Amazon.com, Colby confronted me, asking how many potties I had bought in total.  We counted six.  (Yes, six.)  I scrambled to justify each one: The first one was a standard potty chair -a basic PT necessity.  The second was a cushy potty seat that sat on the regular toilet seat to get Reid accustomed to using a regular toilet.  He couldn't get up on it on his own though.  Clearly, we needed the one with the ladder attached to it.  The next two were travel potties (the first one didn't have the toilet seat adapter option).  I then realized he wasn't exercising his born right to stand and go...  

...Enter the Peter Potty:

(What?  We've got two boys!)  Ok, so I was pretty embarrassed, but I stand by this purchase.  It flushes and everything!  It even adjusts in height and has the option to bolt to the wall (an option Colby refused).  Nonetheless...  For the record, he did admit over time that it was pretty cool.  I think he wants an adult-sized one (eww... urinal cakes).