Solid Food

Hi All,

Something was clearly wrong this morning. Mum and dad seemed like they were looking forward to something. Something new and different. I didn't realise that I was to be a part of this new and exciting adventure. But at 11am mum cut my feed short. Just pulled me off when I wasn't even finished! Then she took me over to my new high chair and strapped me in. She was all nervous and excited (to be honest, it made me nervous just watching her). Then she went into the kitchen and starting mixing things up in a little bowl while dad got the camera ready. Oh my goodness, the nervous energy was palpable! Whatever was going on I'm not sure I wanted to be a part of it.

Then she came over with a little bowl and spoon and sat down in front of me. Then she put the spoon in my mouth with this yucky stuff that looked like concrete.

It did not taste good!!! I rolled it around my mouth a couple of times and then tried to spit it out but she kept on shoving it back in again. I was very brave - I did not cry or anything (but I wasn't impressed). After a couple of mouthfuls mum finally came up with a good idea and she gave me the spoon:

I put it in my mouth and had a good chew (in retrospect I realise that this is exactly what she wanted me to do... I should have chucked it on the floor or thrown it against the wall. Maybe next time...).

It got a bit difficult when I tried to put both the spoon and my hand in my mouth...

Oh well, I'm sure I won't have to do that ever again.

Bye for now,

Roman