Today I decided to give Daniel his first taste of (semi) solid food.
OK - he likes the bib. So far, so good. (And are those little feet cute or what?)
Naturally, half the rice cereal I fed him dribbled back out of his mouth, but since some of it actually made it to his stomach and he was generally receptive to this new experience, I count today's effort a success.
Of course, Joy was on hand to oversee the whole thing . . .
. . . and since
baby stuff is cool she decided that she wanted to get into the booster seat once Daniel was done with it. Since then, she has eaten every meal in that seat. Ironically,
a few months ago we couldn't get her into it for love or money. Truly, the only constant is change.