We tried some peas today. Last night I was up boiling the heck out of some peas and putting them through the Cuisinart so Walker could have yummy, fresh-ish veggies without preservatives.

While Walker seems to like the rice cereal, he’s less enamored with the peas. He made hysterical faces. I offered him rice between spoons of peas and I don’t think I was imagining that he seemed relieved when the more bland white food approached his mouth. As I pondered what he must be experiencing, I thought about how strong the taste and smell of peas must be if you’ve never ever had anything to eat but milk. We’ll be trying some other colorful foods in the next few weeks and I look forward to doing a lot of laundry.