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Grumpy gal, some solids, and a half birthday.

Remember in yesterday's blog I said feeding Bug solids would be easy?  Well, apparently I spoke too soon.

The doctor recommended we give Bug solids when she is the hungriest and before we give her a bottle.  I knew this would be a bad idea because when Bug is hungry, she is really angry and impatient.  Sure enough, attempting to feed her at her hungriest was a failed attempt.  This morning, Daddy gave it a go, after giving her a bottle and he seemed to have been more successful than I was.  She did not finish all of the rice cereal, but at least she didn't kick and scream with him, as she did with me the night before.

Another huge issue with feeding Bug solids is like with the bottle, she won't let you control the spoon.  She needs to grab it from your hand and put it in her own mouth.  ::sigh::  She's already way too independent and it's starting to make me sad that she already doesn't need/want me for some things.

Here's our grumpy girl with some solids...all...over...her...face.  We're going to be in for some messy moments.  Don't mind the morning hair (or that look of death on her face).
Can you really blame her for hating rice cereal?  It's so boring!  Let's face it- Bug is anything, but boring!

Last night, we were lucky enough to have a visit from Papa and Mama, who came by to celebrate Bug's 1/2 year birthday!  (Any reason for dessert!)  Check it out!
 A little girl so determined to get some of that cake!  Look at that look of determination!
 She actually ate the icing!  Icing she'll take, but rice cereal she won't!  [Sigh of frustration from Mommy]

God Bless,
Kat

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  1. WyattFebruary 7, 2012 at 10:07 AM

    Looking at the pictures you would think she is celebrating her first birthday!

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