It's a veritable buffet these days with all sorts of grain options and tiny cups of vegetables for babies. Feeding your infant is somewhere between ballroom dancing and hostage negotiation. You swoop in with the spoon, hope to find your rhythm, count the steps under your breath, and at some point Kevin Spacey (or Kate) steps in to finish the job.

The key is to remember that the baby holding the spoon is in control; and if she wants me to make helicopter noises or just sit silently while she decides whether to let the peas go down the front of her bib, I will do that. So far, we've cruised through the grains (barley, oatmeal, rice, and wheat) as well as orange vegetables (squash, sweet potatoes and carrots).

The green vegetables are a sticking point -- although having tasted the peas and green beans, I can understand why. Today is fruits and just like the pilgrims would have felt about ho-hos, I think this infusion of sweetness is going to rock her tiny little baby world. I just hope everybody's clothes come through this one safely.