How to Get a Foot in Her Mouth
Posted on 05 06, 2006 under The Manual by Noodad | Comments
My wife and I have unlocked the iron-clad lockbox known as my
daughter's willingness to eat. It's so simple really. We took an
ordinary sandwich: bread, piece of meat, bread—and cut it into a shape
with a cookie cutter.
Now we can't take credit for this. We
heard this from a friend of ours and they probably heard it from
someone, who read it in a magazine featuring some book, etc. This
technique has worked like a charm. We have a set of cheap cookie
cutters that we bought from The Christmas Tree Shop (a
seasonally-named, but year-round thrift-like chain of stores in New
England that you can't help but go to). There is a moon, a flower, a
hand, a foot, a star, a circle, a bird, etc.
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If you are like how I was, you think childbirth class is a whole lot of hugging pillows and breathing heavily. But if you ended up going, like I did, you knew it was way more than that. Oh, you will hug pillows. You will also learn 50 bajillion ways to rub your wife"s back and 50 bazillion ways your kid could look like and still be classified under the "Normal" category. (BTW: 1 Bajillion > 1 Bazillion)
Dude. You have to do it. You have to do it because people want to buy you and your baby stuff to mark the occasion of the birth. So it might as well be cool stuff. Go with the mom. Depending on your relationship and how much say you have in decisions, you may have to strategically barter decision making responsibilities. 
