Oh, I almost forgot, Isla is eating solid food now.
OK, calling it “solid” or even “food” seems to be pushing it a bit. Her doctor gave us the OK to start feeding her rice cereal, as long as we make sure it is of a “pudding consistency,” and not “porridge consistency.” Since I didn’t actually grow up in a Charles Dickens novel, I’m not sure what the hell “porridge consistency” means. Patty seems to have it down, thanks to her disconcerting knowledge of all things gruel-related. (That’s right. I actually linked to the Wikipedia article on “gruel.” You’re welcome, readers; you are welcome.)
Strangely enough, Isla seems to really enjoy the über-bland mixture, but hey, if that’s what the kids are into, I’m not going to judge.