Typing in “sweet potatoes” reminds me of a story that my Grandma Doernberg told me several years ago. My Grandpa would send letters home to her while he away in the South Pacific during WWII. In one particular letter, perhaps it was the first, he emphatically referred to her as his “sweatheart”. She couldn’t help but laugh, and I think, endeared him to her even more.
Anyway, here is our little sweetheart trying sweet potatoes for the first time. We are learning that the second and sometimes third time is the charm with him liking new foods.
Yes, avocado is the main event, but there are several other milestones in these three movies.
First, Abby acquired and I assembled each of the pieces to his high chair (thanks to everyone at Levi’s for this!). It’s pretty clear he likes being on our level, just look at that smile. Abby also put him in his new hard plastic bib (the other ones are so flimsy). With everything in place, he begins his first formal dinner at the table with his now standard rice cereal mix:
Next, the main event, which really needs no introduction or explanation:
Last, he’s really sitting up on his own for long stretches of time now. Yes, there’s almost always a pillow behind his head (we learned that lesson the hard way, so did he come to think of it). But look at how strong he is:
As my dad is fond of saying, “he’s a dude!”
Mmmm, rice cereal.
You might not realize from watching this, but it isn’t the first time he’s had solid food, it just looks that way from the mess he’s made. It all starts innocently enough:
And then he gets a little messier:
Until he becomes an absolute mess:
We’re improvising on the setup to hold him in place while we await the delivery of the rest of his high-chair. That may or may not help the cause, but at least he’ll be a little more constrained in his movement. He does seem to enjoy the experience of it all, and I have a feeling being messy is a big part of that, along with being able to watch us while he eats. He definitely loves attention.