More Firsts
In the world of daddy blogging, I could spend a decade of Squeaker’s life writing about nothing but firsts – first smile, first dress, first solid bowel movement…
Obviously there are some firsts that are better left unmentioned. So you kinda have to judge what might be semi-entertaining to people not closely related to you.
I’m trying real hard not to whip out a barrage of dirty diaper photos that I have tracking The Squeaker’s first few weeks… for posterity’s sake, of course.
But, today was a monumental ‘first’; two of them, actually. The new highchair and the first solid food... well, sort of solid, anyway.
When I say new highchair, I mean we just set it up – it was a baby shower gift that P.Pie got before the twins were born. And until today, we didn’t need. To date, Squeak’s feedings have taken place in someone’s lap - either from a bottle or straight from the tap.
No more!
Today, we dine at the dinner table! And this evening’s featured entrée is rice cereal, loving mixed with warmed breast milk, served at a runny consistency.
Okay, it’ll be a while before we make the move to fulltime solids, but this was a big, big first.
And I could go on about how cute she was in her new highchair, or how her brow furrowed at the first taste of the rice/milk mixture, and I could go into graphic detail about just what a mess we made on this first feeding.
But I won’t.
Instead I’ll let the photographic evidence tell the tale -
Obviously there are some firsts that are better left unmentioned. So you kinda have to judge what might be semi-entertaining to people not closely related to you.
I’m trying real hard not to whip out a barrage of dirty diaper photos that I have tracking The Squeaker’s first few weeks… for posterity’s sake, of course.
But, today was a monumental ‘first’; two of them, actually. The new highchair and the first solid food... well, sort of solid, anyway.
When I say new highchair, I mean we just set it up – it was a baby shower gift that P.Pie got before the twins were born. And until today, we didn’t need. To date, Squeak’s feedings have taken place in someone’s lap - either from a bottle or straight from the tap.
No more!
Today, we dine at the dinner table! And this evening’s featured entrée is rice cereal, loving mixed with warmed breast milk, served at a runny consistency.
Okay, it’ll be a while before we make the move to fulltime solids, but this was a big, big first.
And I could go on about how cute she was in her new highchair, or how her brow furrowed at the first taste of the rice/milk mixture, and I could go into graphic detail about just what a mess we made on this first feeding.
But I won’t.
Instead I’ll let the photographic evidence tell the tale -
What is this?!?
Hey, what are you doing with that rounded object?
It goes in my mouth? I love putting things in my mouth!
Well, mayby not ALL things...
Whadaya mean there's more?!?
posted by Rob Barron at 11:32 PM
5 Comments:
I have a picture of our son the very first time he sat in his highchair...he looked so tiny & scared.
What is really fun: taking pictures of him in the highchair throughout the months & just look back at how he's grown & matured so much....
you'll do it too.
...and I cannot believe you took pictures of her poop! Please--tell me you're joking!
:)
OMG, too freakin cute!!
Don't you love this first? I love that last photo - the "what on *earth* is this all about?!?!"
I had such a blast with the first solid foods. There is a picture of the Peanut with peas all over her face and its one of my favorites.
omg...I just love the last photo. I can almost here her little brain cranking out the thought of " For the love of God they're feeding me
c a r d b o a r d!! hee
The squeaker gets cuter all the time :)
I think that last photo should be labeled..."so when do we get to this guacomole I've been hearing so much about?"
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