As a child I remember being mildly traumatised by The Phantom Raspberry Blower sketch (penned by Spike Milligan) on the Two Ronnies show. 20-odd years on, it appears that I have given birth to its daughter.
R LOVES blowing raspberries. Especially during feeding time. More particularly, during feeding time involving vegetables. Now, I feel her pain. I’m not exactly a lover of anything green and leafy myself. Or green and stalky. However, (here comes the science bit – concentrate!) it’s important during Stage 1 of weaning (aaarrrgghhh) that she gets a variety of ‘tastes’. Woman cannot live on porridge and fruit alone. So we persevere through the whole raspberry-blowing, food spitting process.
I blame myself (of course). I started blowing raspberries at the girls a while back and they made R dissolve into giggles every time so I did them more and more. She started doing them back at me (I can tell you there’s nothing lovelier than a large collection of foamy spittle on a tiny chin), which was fine pre-food but now it makes such a mess. Tiny little globules of food everywhere. All over the high chair, all over her and all over whoever is feeding her. Dh laughs at this, which just eggs here on and makes her do it more. I try not to encourage her but how can you tell a 6 month old baby that what she’s doing is slightly rude? You can’t really can you?
Hopefully she’ll get bored of it soon and find a new trick to work on. Hopefully it will be something that doesn’t involve food. Or mimicking bodily functions. Sigh.
