NO MORE BABY FOOD!

After close to nine months of watching everyone else eat yummy food while he suffered with the mushy gunk, Jay decided he has had enough. Teeth or no teeth, he is going to have the real stuff. Lunch on this day was a real ordeal. He ducked, bobbed, and weaved around the spoon, resulting in a big mess. We finally compromised. He got little pieces of bread that he picked up off his tray, while I shoved sweet potatoes into his mouth whenever he opened it. Usually he only opened his mouth to put a piece of bread in, so every bite was a race to see who could get there first. I love the pouty face in this picture.