And here is where our story takes a horrible turn. The clown, purchased this morning at babies'r'us was an instant hit with Jack. We played with the clown at group. We played with the clown in Target on the way home from group. But when we got home we realized the clown was gone.
Panic set in. We rushed back to Target. The clown was not in the parking lot. The clown was not in the lobby. We made our way back to the baby food isle, retracing our steps. At the end of the isle, laying face down and alone we found the clown. The clown was so happy to see us and we were happy to see her too. She almost ended up on the Island of Misfit Toys, abandoned and homeless. But we found her and brought her back home.
Later that night Jack ate his first baby cereal. The pediatrician said this would take time, many frustrating days of food being spit out and not swallowed. Jack ate like a champ! We've been practicing the airplane for the last 2 months with his pacifier, so a transition to spoon was no big thing.