Sunday, 1 February 2014: Ten Months Old.
Ayla is one sixteenth Chinese and that tiny piece if her heritage got a big workout tonight!
It’s Chinese New Year so we went out for dinner at a local Yum Cha restaurant and no sooner had we sat down at our table than a Chinese Lion Dancing show began.
The restaurant was packed but that didn’t stop six brightly coloured, lifelike, traditional Chinese Lions (they look more like dragons to me) manoeuvring their way expertly through the tables to the sound of deafening drums.
As part of the show the “dragons” were being conducted by a man wearing a intimidating helmet-style mask that made him look like a Chinese cartoon character.
I’ve always been slightly afraid and overwhelmed by these show – the loud noises, the giant dragon mouths and their blinky long-lashed eyes, and this time in particular I was far from a fan of the man in the mask – but Baby Ayla was brave, excited and a little bit shocked all at once!
It didn’t surprise me that she loved the drums and started banging on the table in unison, and Ayla was completely mesmerised by the dragons as they wiggled their faces before her eyes and snaked their long satiny bodies past her.
When the show was over Ayla got stuck into her meal and I’ve never seen her enjoy food so much! Using both hands and all ten tiny fingers Ayla scoffed down steamed pork dumplings, lemon chicken, sizzling pepper beef, plenty of rice and coconut jelly for desert.
Saturday, 7 December 2013: Two Hundred and Fifty Days Old.
Ayla ate an entire spring roll today… by accident!
We were at our boot camp Christmas party and of course there was plenty of nibblies to go around.
Ayla had been sitting on the floor playing with some corn chips but she’d finally made a sufficient mess and was ready to move on to new adventures.
I picked her up and was holding her with one arm as I went and grabbed a couple of mini spring rolls for myself.
As I was eating one, Ayla grab hold of the other and shoved it straight in her mouth before I could realise!
Ayla seemed to be enjoying it and I figured she would probably only suck on it for a bit before throwing it away, and when a friend came to take Aya off for a cuddle the spring roll went with her.
About 20 minutes later Ayla reappeared in my friends arms, but all that was left of the spring roll was one tiny piece of cabbage hanging from the corner of her mouth. Oh, and some crust wedged in between her fingers.
Ayla had devoured it. And I’m blaming the fact that she’s one sixteenth Chinese.
Thursday 14 November 2013: Two Hundred and Twenty Seven Days Old.
I think Ayla has been born with an educated palette… she’s been eating (and enjoying) a bunch of different foods that even adults don’t like!
Over the last couple of days Ayla’s devoured mango, brussels sprout and even some spanish mackerel, and today we went out for a Yum Cha lunch where I let her try a little piece of everything we ordered.
From the sticky outer covering of a prawn dumpling to the chewiness of a steamed pork bun, from a creamy, crumbly egg custard tart to the soft coconut jelly cake Ayla ate and loved it all!
It was pretty amazing really, to see little Baby Ayla sitting at the table in a Chinese restaurant happily joining in the conversation and sharing our meal just like a grown up.