The first supper

Our son, now five months old, has been staring at and reaching for our food for more than a month. Up until now, all of his nourishment has come via breast milk.

In the spirit of Thanksgiving, we served him his first meal tonight.

Rice cereal. 

When his sister tried her first meal, she spit it out in disgust, a precursor to her discerning palate.

Charlie’s first experience with real food was slightly different: