Eating Solids

  I started eating solid food since I'm seven months old.  I started with rice cereal back in January.

Here I am sitting in the high chair that my ancestors sat in.  It must have a "good eater" anointing on it since they have all been very healthy all the way through adulthood.

This is my first taste of real food.

Are you sure about this? 

Ah! What's going on?

I'm not so sure you know what you're talking about.  Have you tasted this?

What am I going to do?  I'm trapped.

They thought it would help to have other people feed me.

I've gagged, spit, gurgled, sneezed, coughed, talked and I thought now would be a good time to razz.

None of my attempts derail them. They just keep trying.

As time went on I started helping by grabbing hands,

the bowl,

and the spoon.

Squash was served up and I have to say it was not what I was expecting.

There's more?

Please.  I can't take any more of this.

Do you see how they treat me?

I guess I'll be better for it.

I liked sweet potatoes and carrots.

I will have to say that my favorites so far have been the green veggies.  YumYum. 

It's been a long road but now I look forward to food.