Today was a pretty sad day for Momma because she had been up all night and was still sick today. I spent a lot of time playing with Gamma. We had fun taking a walk with brother Kobe and chatting with Momma when she woke up. Momma mostly stayed in bed while we were off galavanting around, but I took breaks to nap or nurse with her. It turns out that Momma was supposed to do exactly what she did and keep nursing me even though she was sick, since her body makes antibodies that go into my milk which help me fight off the sickness. It seemed to work as I am healthy as a clam! 
Luckily, Momma started to feel better by the late afternoon so we spent some time on the deck. Daddy Facetimed in from Russia and I had my first meal of sweet potatoes. We tried it with me holding my spoon, with me fingering the mashed up stuff in the bowl and on my tray, with softened sweet potato sticks, and with my teething ring as an eating utensil. I had so much fun playing with my food... it was so intriguing and I was entertained for a long time. It was so messy and so fun! But when it came to actually tasting what went in my mouth, well... you can see what I thought about that.
Uh.... what just went in my mouth?
Seriously, guys. What. Is. This.?
Look how messy!
Where did that orange toy go?
My teether sure does taste funny...
Not as bad of a reaction as the original day of avocados, but I'm still not a fan of anything other than Momma's milk so far. I did actually eat a couple spoonfuls, though... because it did have the effect it was supposed to have on my digestive system, resulting in my first smelly, more solid-like poo. (Don't worry, Momma didn't take a picture of it this time. She was working too hard not to be sick since her stomach was still a bit queasy.) :)
Oh, and one shot from bedtime. Please call me Mr. Independent from now on.... I did not want to let Momma hold my bottle!
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