Finally Dad

Yesterday we gave in to the constant want of R and decided to feed him some oatmeal. Daddy fed him while I took almost 100 pictures of the event. (Which I will show once I get them onto the computer)

R did a great job. He did not spit anything out of his mouth. He has been trying to eat all my food for a month so we should have expected him to eat like a champ. We gave him some pretty lumpy baby oatmeal and in between bites he would grab Dad's leg, trying to pull him closer. When that wouldn't work he would reach out for the spoon and try to drag it into his mouth. He made some pretty cute faces as he tasted the food but he kept coming back for more. He was the cleanest eater we have ever had.

Today was a different story. He made a complete mess. He would spit out the runny oatmeal this morning while cooing in excitement. When Dad would wipe his mouth with the spoon, he made an even bigger mess. In between bites today R was laughing and grabbing his bib to suck on. He was a crusty little guy after his second food feeding.

R probably thinks this is the best 6 month birthday present in the world. He has a new appreciation for Dad as well...