Yesterday when i was gushing about how sitting up is such a monumental moment, the aspect of it i did not mention is the fact that it also signifies that he is ready for solids.
And thus, we have sat him down and fed him his first little solids. Yay!
Of course, the word “solid” is a bit word. If someone served that to ME and claimed it resembled anything solid, i petty much throw the plate against the wall and leave the restaurant. No, for something claiming to be solid, it looks a lot like liquid. But unlike breastmilk which is archetypal liquid, this is more “gooey” liquid.
You take rice, barley, carrots, etc (that’s what we’ve been using). You grind it. You then strain it. (the straining part is a pain in the ass). Then you take what is at that point immensely fine sand, add water, and heat. You also stir the living bejeezus out of it. What results is Goo.
You put the Goo into and ice cube tray. Ice cube sized portions are perfect.
When you want to feed him, you take the Ice Cube of Goo, add breastmilk (breastmilk is like the hydrogen molecule of Baby World), stir aGAIN into liquid Goo and feed him.
You should buy an ice cube tray that make really big ice cubes. This is because you’ll be lucky if half the Goo Cube actually ends up in his mouth.
He loves to touch the spoon as you put it near his mouth and dunk his fingers in the goo. Once his fingers are nice and gooed up, he then loves to touch his feet. After this he will wave his arms around in delight at eating the Goo and proceed to suck his fingers WHILE attempting to eat another spoonful. And to top it off every now and then he will get so excited he will just blow a raspberry so that he can share the spray of Goo with you and anything else dumb enough to be in range.
Seriously, after “eating” which is more a process of attempting to shovel food in his mouth and just letting the law of averages dictate that at least X percent will actually wind up IN there, his little face is COVERED in Goo gunk. Just to be a dick, i may one day take a photo of this glorious face in this glorious moment, and keep it to show future girlfriends who i don’t feel he should be dating.
NO one could possible entertain the thought of making out with a face covered in half eaten Goo. Smiling like there’s not a care in the world and attempting to suck on his Goo drenched toes as a dessert.
On the bright side, he LOVES to eat this solids. No finicky baby we have here (yet…). And we love try different Goo Types. We just did carrots today. Went over smashingly.
Out of mercy for you i will NOT include photos of Post-Goo bliss. (i sadly don’t any. I assure you if i did i would not attempt to preserve his dignity for a second. I’d post ’em.) Here ‘s just some some random cute ones.