This weekend, my Omi left. I miss her a whole lot. She’s been with me my whole life and now she went away. I’m sad. She used to come get me every morning when I woke up and she’d give me baths and she’d feed me and put me to bed sometimes. I miss her a whole lot.

My mom and dad gave me some stuff this weekend called rice cereal and apple sauce. It’s really weird cause it’s so thick I can’t drink it. Mom or dad will put the stuff on this “spoon” thing then try to put the spoon thing in my mouth, and I’ll suck the stuff off the spoon only I haven’t really gotten the hang of it yet. Mostly the stuff ends up on my face and on my bib and on the tray of the seat I’m in.

Dad says next week I’m getting a steak. I wonder what that’ll be like. Solid food is weird.