Our normal morning routine involves the twins playing with toys in their clip-on high chairs while GH and I eat some oatmeal before getting on with the day. I love family breakfast time. The twins are usually happy to just hang out and it's a nice time for us all to be together.
This morning, Madeleine was cranky for no reason that I could discern, and Riley was seriously indignant that GH would not share his oatmeal. Riley! You just breastfed for twenty minutes! I thought to myself. But hey, a boy can still be hungry, right? So I decided that it was time for Operation: Cheerios.
We'd put off giving the twins Cheerios (in our case, Trader Joe's Os) because our pediatrician had said no wheat until nine months. Also, Riley has a tendency to gag on food that is not pureed. Well, nine months came and went last week and I didn't have any pureed food thawed (plus I wanted to eat my own breakfast, not feed the babies!), so I threw some Os in front of the twins and let them go wild.
GH and I tried to show them how to eat the cereal, but they didn't really get it. It did keep them occupied, though, as they tried to pick the rounds up. I popped a couple of pieces (one at at time, natch) into Ri-Man's mouth, and he looked confused but did gum them and swallow them without incident. Maddie was like Fort Knox when I tried to put any in her mouth, but she did like throwing them on the floor.
And just like that, another new era in their lives has begun.