Big Boy

Sam has decided he is no longer a baby.  At least when it comes to food.  Crawling or walking?  Nope.  Still firmly planted in the stationary baby stage.  But, he has decided he is done with mushed up food.  Won't eat it.  This is coming from the kid that was still gagging on puffs a couple weeks ago.  Now...

Yes, those are ribs.  And yes, he would sqwak and yell as soon as I took it away from him.  This was after he ate a bunch of mellon, broccoli, and mashed potatoes.  He was quite vocal when eating that too.  I was alternating what I was giving him every couple of spoonfulls and after the third rotation or so, he started yelling and pushing the spoon away unless it had what he wanted.  And it wasn't that he wanted just one thing.  No no.  This bite he wants mellon.  The next broccoli.  Ok, now back to the mellon.  Aaaand now some potato thankyouverymuch.

Add this to Travis switching his car seat from the infant carrier to a convertible car seat and I think I'm gonna just pass out.