Little elf baby. Although the kid is only 12.5 lbs (less than 25%) she has jowls. And my butt. So sorry.
Channeling Patrick the Starfish from Spongebob Sqarepants.
From these pictures you'd think she spent her life happy and eating. Not true. She's a screamer and would rather wear the cereal than eat it. I was attempting to feed her solids since her weight is so slight, but I don't believe she's really ready. She seems ready. She wants that sirloin in the steak salad. She reaches for your fork when she's being held, but rice cereal? No go. Now that I think about it, I don't think I'd want that tasteless, lumpy white gruel either, when everyone else has speghetti, hamburgers and bbq chicken.
Here Sophie is either saying, "Hey, me too!" or probably more likely she's saying "WTH! Why do I have to be the fifth? Why can't I be the spoiled only child??" Sorry, chickie. Someday you will love your overbearing big sister who loves you so much if you had stuffing, it would have been squished out by now.
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Sophie is just so stinkin' cute. You're motivating me to post more pics. And for what it's worth, I skipped rice cereal all together and went to teething biscuits and fruits and vegetables mixed with baby oatmeal. And when the pediatrician went over his "food introduction order" I just nodded and smiled.
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