This past week was Ebby's first week with real food. If rice cereal could be called real. Which it can't, of course. He was completely disinterested when I (Andrew) first tried to feed him, but he did much better with Joy on his second attempt. He's still dissatisfied with the taste, but we think that's the taste of the water rather than the cereal. Although, given the blandness of the cereal, it may not be the taste of the water after all.
Ebby is also starting to try to talk, moving his mouth and tongue to mimick us as we chatter away to him in half-comprehensible sentences. It is the awesomest thing ever, not least of all because he hasn't quite figured out yet that talking requires you to move air past your vocal cords. So half the time he's 'talking' no sound comes out, and he ends up looking like a dubbed movie character. Nothing quite like watching a live-action version of the 'Meet the Robinsons' Asian film spoof.