I open my mouth and pant,
longing for your commands.—Psalm 119:131
One of the delights of being a grandmother is seeing all the
changes in my precious granddaughter Addie.
Recently Addie began eating solid foods—well, pureed foods. Her mother Tara prepares good, wholesome
meals for her six month-old, starting with fresh, nutritious foods, like
squash, carrots, and apples. She cooks
them till they are palatable and then purees them till they are of a safe consistency for Addie. The other day I was honored with the pleasure
of feeding Addie. But first I had to
situate her in her seat, snap a bib around her neck, and stir the heated food. All
the while, Addie eyed the food and wriggled in her seat. As I spooned the mixture, she opened her
mouth and uttered a sound. And so the feeding frenzy ensued. As soon as she swallowed one spoonful, her
mouth was open and panting for the next, longing for more of her delicious
meal.
