First supper

We tried in earnest to give Charlie some rice cereal yesterday. Bib on? Check. Porridge not too hot, not too cold courtesy the three bears? Check. Then I began shoveling. While Harry was a bottomless pit starting with his first spoonfuls at four months, opening his mouth wide like a baby bird anticipating a masticated worn, Charlotte is not so sure about this spoon feeding thing and clearly less keen on rice cereal. Still she gave it a good go. I got a few spoonfuls in. And alas it did nothing to aid her sleep.