Product Review: Babycook

I’ve decided to start reviewing products that I use on a regular basis. Why? Good question.  I appreciate it when others write reviews on products and I can read them before deciding to make a purchase.  I hope I can help someone out there make an informed decision as well.  Today I’m going to review the Beaba Babycook Baby Food Maker.

I use this baby food maker a couple of times a week.  A friend gave it to us for our first child’s baby shower. I have never owned or used any other baby food maker so I cannot compare it to any others that are on the market.  Here are my thoughts:

PROS:

  • It’s super easy to use.
  • It’s fairly compact so it doesn’t take up a huge amount of space.
  • It allows you to decide what fruits and/or vegetables you feed your baby. Organic, non-gmo, locally grown, backyard grown, etc.*
  •  You can save a lot of money over time. According to a ballpark estimate of how I use it in our house: A $2 organic butternut squash will yield around 42oz of food.  If you can find organic baby food on sale you might be able to get 42oz for around $10.50.  This can translate to around $30 in savings a week for me. Obviously these numbers will change some depending on how much your child eats and what other foods you use. You really ought to feed your child something other than just butternut squash.*
  • It is simple and quick to clean-up.
  • You can mix foods and create flavors that aren’t otherwise available.*
  • You can add in supplements like flax if you want to.*

CONS:

  • It is a little pricey. At around $120 you would have to use it regularly to offset the price.
  • Even though it is compact, it is another appliance you have to store somewhere.  It is essentially a steamer and a food processor in one, two things you might already have.*
  • Because it is compact you can’t make a whole lot of food at one time.  I find I usually yield somewhere between 14oz and 21oz each batch depending on the food, how much water I add and how small I cut up the pieces.

The bottom line is this is a nice little product that works exactly as it is supposed to with very little effort and if you use it regularly it can save you some money.  If you put it on your baby registry and someone gets it for you then you have a win-win! 🙂

*These points really apply to all baby food makers not just specifically the Beaba Babycook Baby Food Maker.

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The Scary Truth About Kids’ Clothes

When you become a parent everyone, whether you want it or not, decides they need to give you advice.  You hear about how “It’ll be the best part of your life” how “You’ll never get any sleep” “Your life will never be the same again” “Cherish them, they’ll never be little again.” How-to book after how-to book line the shelves with advice on how to raise your child, yet sadly none of the books touch on some of the hard truths and harsh realities that I’m about to share with you right now.  None of your unsolicited advice giving friends are going to tell you the secret I’m about to let you in on.

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Kid Speak: Junk Food

My second born, the three-year old, is a walking soundbite. Sometimes I have a difficult time remembering all the crazy things he’s said throughout the day to repeat them later. He’s also so animated and has such great delivery that sometimes simply repeating his word doesn’t do the situation justice.  Last night at dinner he provided two particularly memorable moments. Continue reading Kid Speak: Junk Food

DIY: Kitchen Table Refinish

We are a family of six.  Problem is we had a kitchen table for 4.  So we took to the internet to find a table that would fit our family and our kitchen.  The style we decided on were running anywhere from $400-$800.  In the scheme of life that wouldn’t break the bank but I can’t say I was excited to spend that much on a table.  We kept delaying the purchase, then one day my wife tells me she has found one locally on Craigslist for $65, but it would need to be refinished. Now she was talking my language.

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Coffee Addict?

I was late to the coffee party. My dad drank one cup of instant black coffee every morning and my mom never touched the stuff. A few sips of my dad’s coffee as a child effectively turned me off to the stuff. But then in my late 20s something happened.  I had a job where there was always a fresh pot of coffee right in front of me. Continue reading Coffee Addict?

Masterpiece

We don’t do a whole lot of arts & crafts around my house. It’s not that I have some aversion to it. I actually enjoy painting and the like, but it’s really challenging with little kids. It’s usually super messy, set-up & clean up take 45 minutes while the project itself only lasts 10 and the resulting project will either end up in the trash or a box in the garage within 3 days.  Today, however, I decided we were going to throw caution to the wind and break out the paints.

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Kid Speak: Help

On occasion I send the kids out into the fenced-in back yard to run around and play while I get dinner ready in the kitchen and watch them through the large bay windows.  I usually open one of the windows so I can keep a better ear out for anything that might be going on.

It is not uncommon to hear crying and one child yelling out that another isn’t sharing some toy or another.  But, this one particular day while I am preparing dinner I turn my back to the window and happen to hear a child screaming “Help, Help”

Now a cry is one thing, a cry means the damage has already been done. I can only offer comfort at best at that point.  But a cry for help is a completely different thing all together.  A cry for help means danger is imminent but hasn’t happened yet and I might be able to stop it.  I instantly dropped what I was doing and sprinted out the back door not even pausing to look out the window first.

I threw open the door and sprinted out into the yard to begin my visual sweep and assess the situation.  I just knew that there wasn’t a moment to lose.  Then I looked up.  I saw my child in trouble.  I stopped running.  My three year old looks up at me and with deep concern in his voice calls out:

“Help, Help. This thing is stuck on me and it made my pants fall off!”

"Help, Help. I'm stuck in this thing and it made my pants fall off!"

“Umm, yeah buddy, I’ll help you out. Just let daddy get his camera first….”

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