Kungfood

eat me!

Having Jesse has been educational. Suddenly, Mae and I are learning things we never knew and picking up skills we never had. One of the things new parents learn is how to eat with just one hand. :)

In the early days, when Jesse was asleep more than he was awake, we'd time our dinner outings. The moment the boy dozes off, we'd shoot off to the nearest eatery faster than you can say, "A-Quarter-Pounder-with-Cheese-and-Yes-We'll-Have-the-Bloody-Fries-with-That". But for some strange reason, the little rascal had a knack of waking up at that very precise moment our order arrives. Food arrives. Baby cries. Like clockwork. Mae and I had to take turns with our dinner. Something had to be done.

And so, leaving behind our worldly possessions, we traversed the plains of old China to the Shaolin Monastery where we sought the tutelage of an old Shaolin sage. "Oh venerable Sifu, impart upon us the art of the Secret One-Armed Hungry Crane Kungfu," we begged. "Teach us how we may defend ourselves from mortal hunger... erm... and cold dinners!"

And thus Mae and I returned, equipped with ancient kungfu of holding Baby in one arm while the other arm manipulated the eating utensils. We had gotten so good we could even go thru an elaborate 8-course Chinese dinner using just a pair of chopsticks. Or an entire chicken chop meal with just a fork. Of course, along the way, we also threw etiquette and our table-manners out the window.

Thankfully, things have gotten better. Jesse has been able to sit up for awhile now. These days we just plop him in a baby chair, toss him a plastic spoon or something equally entertaining, and we may proceed with dinner uninterrupted. Well, almost uninterrupted.

And so the Secret One-Armed Hungry Crane Kungfu has finally seen the last of its day as its warriors retire to a quiet, civilised adult dinner. But it shall return when the appetite of mankind is once again threatened. *ahem* That is, when we decide to make a little playmate for Jesse. :)