The first time I fed my son solid food, I was prepared for the “magic.” I had the camera ready, the tiny organic avocado mashed to perfection, and a pristine white bib. What I wasnโt prepared for was the avocado-colored “shrapnel” that ended up in my hair, on the dog, and somehow behind the radiator.…
Iโll be honest: before I had my first child, I mocked the idea of a baby food maker. I remember seeing one on a friendโs registry and thinking, “Don’t you have a stove and a blender? Why do you need a $150 machine to do what a pot and a fork can do?” Then, I…