Have I mentioned yet that I am making my own baby food? I am not green. I am not holistic. I am not one with nature. I do not eat granola. Our house has zero feng sheu. I am, however, extremely cheap.
Frugal. Tight. Thrifty. Whatever you call it—I clipped coupons before it was cool (from my parents newspaper) and long after we have made our millions, I will continue to ask the cashier for the family discount or what the “cash” price will be. I’m a haggler and proud of it. My father would be so proud.
Thriftsters and Super Moms Alert! Moucho money can be saved by making baby food. Proudly, once a week my little Gerber sweat shop goes to work. I chop, steam, puree, and pour veggies into baby containers. These are things that I do not eat myself (healthy is not how I would describe my eating habits), but baby girl screams if we do not shovel these yummy treats into her mouth at a scary fast pace.
Eileen eats. She is still hanging on to the growth curve with all that she has, but she eats. It is silly to think, but a $.50 container of baby food can be made for mere pennies when it comes to carrots, squash, zucchini, and sweet taters and less than a quarter for peaches and mangoes.
Oh! The colors! What a silly thing to notice, but the colors are so vibrant of homemade baby food- brilliant oranges, bright lime greens, Georgia clay reds and the prettiest yellows line my freezer walls with little tags that say things like “sweet taters,” “carrots-puree longer,” “zoo-ke-ney,” and “sweet peas for my sweet pea.” She likes those the least, sweet peas.
I pinch my pennies where I can… with my $150 Williams-Sonoma baby food maker…Hey, I said I pinched pennies, I did not say I stashed dollars.