The brown rice chronicles

April 30th marked another watershed date: The date we fed Claire solid food. Only Claire wasn't shedding water by the end of the feeding. She was spitting cereal.

At first, she seemed eager to try the brown rice mixture. Perhaps she was just interested in the spoon.



Then, it dawned on her: The beings who had so far offered warmth, love and milk were stuffing a strange, bland, sticky mixture into her mouth. Repeatedly. And to top it off, the cereal was organic, with no-sugar added. What ever happened to smiley-faced Gerber?



A massive struggle ensued.....



Blistering stares were exchanged. Clothing was soiled. Spoons were sacrificed to the floor.

Finally, fed into submission, Claire gave up, withdrew into a semi-comatose state and shut her mouth tight. Feeding came to an abrupt end.



Little does she know, sweet bananas are next!