Two days ago, Mommy fed me my first food ever while Daddy stood by with the camera. They called it “banana.”
When she first put something in my mouth, I was pretty surprised. (She’s usually trying to keep me from putting stuff in my mouth!) So then I figured out that it was supposed to be there and… I don’t know. It was ok. It was strange. But good, too.
I don’t know. I’m all kinds of confused.
I think I like it.
But I’m not sure.
It’s really different than the milk I’m used to.
We’ll see. Mommy says we can give it another chance, but I broke out in a rash after the banana incident so she says we have to wait.
I have rashes a lot, so Mommy’s pretty sure they’re unrelated. But both she and Daddy think it’s better to be on the safe side.
I guess that’s their job.