Maybe one day he'll beat his father's "never-ending pasta bowl" record

He who will undoubtedly one day eat us out of house and home has taken the first step toward that end: tasting his first solid food. As with Sydney, I've loved surveying his chunkifying little body with pride, knowing that I was his sole source of sustenance until now. "My milk did that." Ahh, a mother's satisfaction.

The day he turned six months we started with the infamous rice cereal. He actually did great that first time...after that it's been on the decline a bit. He's way into grabbing the spoon, which of course is less than helpful. But ah, the messy faces while he's getting his grub on are fantastic!