You could make sorrel soup.

Killer Fatigue has set in. In my walking zombie state, I just managed to knock a full, hot, beautiful coffee off my desk and all over the newish rugs on the floor. Nevermind we're not really supposed to have food and drink at our desks, I do not have any coffee.

On the cat front, the good news is that Pico is eating, and taking his appetite stimulant without much problem. The bad news is that he's still hiding from me and he's so stoned to be able to tell how he's feeling. But, trying to give him a pill yesterday led me to discover that he seems to have swelling on one side of his jaw. I hope that this might be the root of his illness, and I hope it's something fixable.

Yes, an easy fix tooth ache would be good. My sympathies on the loss of the lovely coffee. That is so wrong.

So, so wrong.

It's a hard life when you're a pig who doesn't like to get his feet dirty. [link]

God I love a cute pig.

I really thought yesterday was full of naptime need, but dear lord today is so beating it out. mac fell out of his bed last night and we were both up for an hour somewhere in the 3am range.

If Wilbur and Cinders teach pigs anything its Neurosis Saves Lives.

Good news for Jews, Bad News for the Giraffe

i don't know how this escaped me, but a rabbi named Shlomo Mahfoud (which sounds like a made-up name, in the "Zohan" sense) has declared that giraffe meat is kosher. This must come as a huge relief to the vast Jewish population of the Serengeti.

Questions like this one have actually arisen in my life. On a couple of occasions I've been to a restaurant in Nairobi called Carnivore, which serves all sorts of inedible animals, including crocodile, and I've managed to avoid eating some particularly gamy-looking game by pleading Jewishness in the first-degree.

Which reminds me: I was once talking to a game scout in Tanzania who had several times eaten elephant trunk. After I got over my initial revulsion, I asked him what it tasted like. "Wildebeest," he said.

Breastmilk, fruits & vegetables is a perfectly normal diet for a 10-month old! The only thing that made me look twice was the inclusion of nuts, which isn't recommended by peds in the US until 3 years. (Used to be thought that delaying allergens reduced the risk of allergies, current thinking is that if your kid IS allergic to nuts, it's easier to intubate a 3-year old than a 6-month old.)

My next-door neighbor's son (4 weeks younger than Dylan) was vehemently anti-solids until he was 9 or 10 months old, and still mostly lives on breastmilk. And he is teeny, but so are both of his parents. He's getting plenty to eat, just genetically a small person.

Breastmilk is a complete food. A 10-month old will need to eat really really frequently if that's all they're getting (because breastmilk is digested so fast), but they will not be nutritionally deprived. (Unless the mother is starving, which does not appear to have been the case in the article. And in most cases, even if the mother IS starving, her body will leech nutrients from her bones and organs in order to make breastmilk for the baby. Nature doesn't give two craps about the older generation once the new one is born.)

Dylan eats almost the full range of adult foods because he is food-crazy like his mama and will eat just about anything that he can steal off of a bigger person's plate. Every time I think something's going to be too spicy or garlicky etc for him, I've been wrong. (I've always looked sideways at the American notion that babies naturally prefer bland mush to real food, but I didn't expect to have a not-quite-1-year old enjoying pepperocini-spiked pasta salad.)

American notion that babies naturally prefer bland mush to real food,

That way lies the Road of the Picky Eater who, I totally believe, are created not born. So I'm right there with ya. Em will eat almost anything and constantly asks for salsa or hot sauce if she sees Joe using it. She loves pepporocinis, too.