Mmmm...rice dust

We introduced Harrison to his high chair yesterday. He was all smiles. We were too as this move means that he will no longer be able to clear the table while stretching out of his Bumbo.
Then it came time for his daily ration of iron-fortified rice dust. He was a bit unsure to start.
But he was the star of the show so it couldn't be all bad, right?
I love looking at everyone else's mouths. They're all so encouraging.
A couple bites later we hit the gagging phase.
Then the look of betrayal and the plea for someone to rescue him.
That ended yesterday's session. Harrison immediately wanted to nurse. Not sure if it was to reassure himself that it was still an option or to wash down the cardboard taste in his mouth.

More fun with food scheduled for later today.