Because I got rid of my diarrhea, my parents decided it would be the right time to try again some solid food. From time to time they let me play with the spoon, so I get used to it and not reject it. Then they try all the tricks in the books (and more) to make me open my mouth long enough to get the spoon with food inside it. In the end I win because I decide when I had enough. As you can see from the pictures below, I get quite dirty during this process.
After I ate, I played with my colorful ball and daddy took a bunch of pictures of me.
In the afternoon I went to Maha’s birthday, where I started in a very good mood. However, at some point I was overwhelmed and I cried a little.