Stupid: going to the hippie food co-op and expecting to find organic meat baby food.
Really stupid: going to the hippie food co-op and expecting to find organic veal baby food.
This morning I gave Charlie stewed plums for breakfast, a food he hadn't tried yet. After his first few bites he grinned up at me, face smeared with red globs of gore, looking for all the world like he'd been snacking on fresh corpses. He doesn't need a bib with a lobster on it; he needs one of these.
Charlie masters the carrot (QuickTime, 3.2 MB).