The ninth month … the joy of finger food

Benedict is now nine months old. He has five teeth, weighs 9kgs and is a happy furniture cruiser. He is developing a wicked sense of humour. He sleeps. He eats. It is easier.

He likes to feed himself. It is an appalling messy business. He has started to enjoy cruskits and banana – sometimes together. He’ll eat avocado, banana, rice crackers, fennel and cat food. (That last one was an accident but he wasn’t about to spit it out once he got it in his mouth!)

He is still learning how much to put in his mouth at any one time. Large pieces of pear disappear in with surprising results. His face contorts as he tries to work out how to chew it to make it more manageable. I am at ease with the mess now, it gives him such joy.