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Pizza and French Fries

What a way to introduce a child on solid food.

It was a Friday night when Patrick was about three months old, sitting on his grandfather's lap, as we were eating dinner.  Typically on Fridays we have pizza ... and this Friday was no different.

What was different was Patrick's focus.  He was generally aware of the people around him at that point, but this time he was focused on the pizza.  In particular, he was watching as his Papap lifted the pizza from the plate to take a bite and then back again as he put it down.

After about the third bite, Patrick started to lean toward the pizza with an open mouth.

We all laughed for a bit ... it was cute.  Then, it got interesting as Papap put a slice of pizza into Patrick's mouth.  He immediately started to gum the pizza (no teeth at this point).  He got some cheese and a bit of crust, but mostly he was taking in the pizza sauce ... and loving every bit of it.

Our little man's first solid food ... pizza!

Within a few days, we got brave enough to try something else ... well, I should say that Papap was brave enough.  He doused a french fry in ketchup and viola ... Patrick was eating his second solid food.

We've since learned that pretty much anything doused in ketchup is a hit ... ham, cheese ...

We were amazed and little Patrick got a lot of pizza and ketchup covered french fries in those early months.  To this day, they are two of his favorite foods.  And, we just found out tonight that he definitely favors getting the fries from his grandfather ... I offered one and was rebuffed; Papap offered and he took several.  What a cool kid.

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