The Food Experiment

Folks, we have a Lucas boy on our hands. Yep. We're gonna have to take out a second mortgage on the house to feed the boy in a few years. He's come genetically complete with a hollow leg just like those Lucas men before him. This weekend marked the beginning of our transition to solid food. This was met with a little sadness on my part because he's growing up too fast. Some mornings I look down in his crib and think, "Who are you? You looked totally different when I put you down last night." We gave him his first taste of rice cereal Wednesday. Wednesday and Thursday he didn't take well to it. It was a totally pointless endeavor. I know now that I got the cereal too liquidy (it's what the book said!) and it was just a waste of time trying to get it down his gullet. Friday night was a different story. Enter hollow leg. I got the cereal thicker like normal baby food and he went to town on it. I couldn't believe how expertly he gobbled up that cereal like he'd been eating it his whole life. He wouldn't even swallow the bite before he was squealing like a pig for the next bite. I, having no idea the appropriate amount to feed him, kept acquiescing to his squeals and shoveled it in until Grandmama observed the amount that had been globbed in and opined that it was probably time to stop. The video is of Saturday morning's rice cereal adventure. He continued to cry for more when I pulled the spoon out. Next week is oatmeal. And then fun stuff like squash.