Happy Dada Day

Yum

Move over milk, hello bland rice! Fortunately, once Whit adjusted to porridge, I started making wonderfully yummy fresh baby slop, and he is now enjoying a "taste" of what life has to offer. (Our friends from Norway call it porridge instead of cereal, and I think it makes it sound so much more magical - as if he is eating along side the three little bears.) Bananas are his favorite so far, even though the oxidation makes the puree look like, well, you know. And, since it has been a while since I wrote, he sprouted his first tooth a week ago. The pearly white is on the bottom, and he so enjoys rubbing his bottom lip over it. So now with each new food we anxiously await his "I love it" face or his "I wish I had more strength to throw this bowl across the room" face.