Tyler had his first Oreo cookie last week. I would prefer that he not be given “grown up” foods yet, as he’s only 7 months old, but it’s a type of tradition with Sarah’s family. When the first tooth comes in, and baby can sit up on his own, he’s ready for his first cookie. I’ve learned the art of “choosing your battles”, so I just grabbed the camera, knowing there would be some gems in there. If you would like to browse all of the Oreo pictures, they start here. For those of you that don’t want to look at picture after picture after picture, here are a couple highlights.
The first step is to give the baby a cookie, and then get very far away.
At first, I thought it would go relatively well. I found myself wondering why Sarah took all his clothes off, and had him in only a diaper.
It almost looked as if he wanted to see what he looked like with a mustache.
It was when Tyler started drooling that I started getting grossed out. He had dark brown drool flowing down his chin, neck, chest, and stomach.
Tyler’s chubby hands were equally filthy.
Yeah, all down his chest and belly.
Tyler seemed to thoroughly enjoy this new, sugary food.
Sarah tried volunteering me for bathtime. I told her she was out of mind, because the Oreo fiasco was not my idea. As a last ditch attempt, she said that it wasn’t hers either. I told her it was HER family’s tradition, not mine. She realized I wasn’t going to budge, and grabbed the filthy baby.
Luckily for everyone involved, Tyler cleans up nicely.