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It seems that my little boy is not at all interested in real “solid” food. He nurses just fine, and even takes pumped milk from a bottle. But when I mix in just a little bit of rice cereal, so little that the discriminating young lady from “The Princess and the Pea” wouldn’t notice, this is what I get:
I am astounded that Jacob can tell there is something different in there, but there’s absolutely no fooling him. And I know it wasn’t the spoon that caused the problem; that was lots of fun to chew on. Those little bits of cereal were just unacceptable.
What baffles me is that so many other things go in his mouth without a problem:
I guess I need to revise my definition of “solid” food.