mmm, real food

Roxanne has entered the world of rice cereal. So far, she mainly just wants to chew on the spoon, and she's maybe getting a few chunks of cereal every third bite or so, but I guess practice makes perfect. She's pretty messy, which is hard for me, since I've always been one of those people who are neurotic about food stuff. Like fighting back waves of nausea as a second grader watching kids get pudding on their face during lunch. And never being able to sweep table crumbs into my hands off the table. Under any circumstances. Ick. So this is all teaching me a lot about getting over it. But it would be fine with me if Roxanne followed in my footsteps and avoided Oreos at all cost solely based on the fact that they leave that creepy black residue in the corners of your mouth. That's so gross.