Chicken? Eww.

This is how I found Micah in the crib this morning--his feet were sticking through the bars when I came in. As you can see, morning is still his favorite time of day. Most times he ends up sideways in the crib or all the way at the top, but today he had scooched himself all the way to the bottom (we always lay him in the middle). He's an active sleeper. Micah has decided that he doesn't like chicken. I've tried to feed it to him a couple times, heated, cold, mixed with a favorite veggie, not mixed. Judging from the quick response of his gag reflex, he just doesn't like it. We're going to keep those pictures to ourselves!