The rice cereal was introduced without much fanfare. It was after dinner, during one of the most chaotic hours in our house, so there were plenty of distractions. I wouldn't say that James particularly enjoyed his first experience with food, but it wasn't a total bust either. Despite basically being force-fed by La Luz and feeling sleepy and full already after an evening bottle, James humored us and gagged down a few bites.
First bite:

La Luz steps in to help:

Saving some for later:

It feels weird to post this story and know that Pop won't read it. He always got a kick out of the very mundane goings on in our house and I appreciated that so much. He had a way of making me feel like everything we do is extra-special, at least to him. I am going to miss that feeling.
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Only a sweet daddy can make you feel that way. I can say the sky is blue and my dad will fall down laughing.
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