YUMMO

Yesterday I had my first taste of "real" food. Mommy and Daddy set me up in the highchair, put a pretty bib on, and took my happy before picture. They were posed ready for me to take my first taste, and the spit it up with an ugly cry, just like my siblings had done before. I, however, had a different take on whole experience. I loved the rice. I ate most of my bowl, it was nice to be apart of dinner with the family, (of course I ate a little later, I had to wake up from my nap). Frankie and Marianna both decided they wanted to help feed me, after all they are great helpers. Both of them opened their mouths real BIG to help me see how to open mine. After every bit Marianna fed me, Mommy had to stop her from feeding one to herself.