Food, glorious food! I'm anxious to try it!

Peas, carrots and apples, my favorite diet!

(appologies to Mr. Dickens et al.)

Y'know, while that bottle stuff is all-right, and getting a draft lunch is pretty good, I've got to admit, it is sure alot of fun to start eatin big people food.

Yes. It's me again. Looking cute again. But did you expect anything less? I mean, really!

Eating big boy food is alot of fun. There's so much potential for trouble here I can't stand it. We've started with the rice cereal, mixed with a bit of formula, but it lacks...hmmm...what is it? Ah, yes! Flavor! Can you say blah? Bland doesn't even begin to cover it. So first things first, we've got to modify the recipie. Let's try adding some flavor, shall we?

First though, I need to figure out how this feeding process works. Obviously, if I'm going to take control of the menu, I've got to start becoming self sufficient. Shouldn't be too hard. I'm pretty sure it goes this way.

Shoot, this is easy! No problems with this activity. Sure, I can't get all of it in my mouth, but no biggie- I've got an excuse for being messy. I'm only 6 months old!

Hmmm...I wonder if I can double up with these spoons? That would make it much easier to eat. Or make a mess...

Oh jeeze! You people and your cameras! Always with the pictures and the celebrity hunting! Can't a guy have a quiet meal without you people hassling me for photo ops and autographs? Back! Back, I say!

Got peas? Man, are these fun. Beats the heck out of a milk moustache. I've got the full-on pea goatee!

Woohoo! Carrots! I love the stain potential of these things! They get everywhere, the little buggers. Even up the ol' nose. Not sure I like that sensation though. Actually, I don't mind it. What I really don't like is when mom or dad comes along and starts wiping up all my hard-done work.