norsegirl

To celebrate we gave her the gift of her first taste of solids. Mixed up some organic oatmeal with breast milk and let her have a try. She grabbed the spoon and shoved it in eagerly, but then pushed most of the food out, as expected.

As it was a birthday of a sorts we did go to the effort of lighting a candle to set a festive mood. Georgia seemed to appreciate it.

First spoonful.

Sending the first spoonful back.

Baby loves daddy. Daddy was not as good at feeding though.

Getting too distracted to eat.

The aftermath. Everything on the bib or the tray though, so clean up was super easy.

Tomorrow she has her 6-month check up so we can see how much weight she's gained and how the pediatrician thinks she's doing. Also some immunizations, so we might have a miserable afternoon.

In other news, beagles are rotten. I got up to help Jason with the baby and within seconds I'd lost my dessert. They'd been so good lately about not stealing things off the low tables that I had forgotten how naughty they are. No chocolate chip merengue for me. And I'd been looking forward to that for hours. It was the last one too. Bummer. Ah well, I probably didn't need the calories anyway.