Sunday, August 13, 2006

Food - The Final Frontier

They finally did it. Mommy and daddy broke down and gave me some cereal. Perhaps it was Gran and Papa Cecil's persistent nagging ("You know what that boy needs? That boy needs some cereal") or perhaps it is because I met all of the criteria the doctor laid out for me to try solids. Who knows. Anyway, we did it Friday night with Gerber's organic rice cereal, and I have to say---I still prefer mommy.




Granddaddy says I just need some "Blueberry Buckle" which apparently was mommy's favorite when she was little; but I kind of doubt that mommy is ready to just dive into the sea of jarred baby foods just like that. Anyway, by the end of the weekend, I was warming up to the idea of food on a spoon (see below). I don't eat a lot, but daddy assures me that will change once I taste fried chicken.

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Anonymous said...

Okay, your first clue should have been "organic". I don't blame you Thatcher! It's the same as if your mommy gave you some delicious tofu! Tell your Mommy you would love some peaches, or if she's really walking on the wild side, some applesauce! Your Aunt Sherri is just kidding, your Mommy knows whats best for you. But your Aunt Sherri knows what tastes good! Next time I see you, we'll try some "organic" yeah, right- ice cream!

I love you!

Aunt Sherri

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