I've got a nice selection of photos today, so I think we'll go with a gigantic super-post. Reid had a good Thanksgiving, as you can see. On my side of the family, we celebrate the fourth Thursday in November with a gigantic multi-phase meal consisting of a full Italian course of homemade ravioli followed hours later with a two-turkey and all the fixings traditional dinner like the lots of other folks have.

Reid's overall eating habits have remained erratic these days. In the weeks leading up to Thanksgiving, Reid was spending some nights not eating at all, merely frustrating his parents while giggling away the dinner hour. At times, he showed an incredible tenacity to eat, proving to us that it wasn't a scientific inability to eat, but rather a mere caprice about choosing to eat at that moment. (Breakfast has always been an exception. Reid loves his Puffins.)

However, Thanksgiving was an amazing success. Reid has begin to eat more and more with his own utensils, sometimes even successfully delivering food to his mouth. I think he feels that success with this work moves him forward. This trend reached a new high over Thanksgiving weekend. In the Italian course, Reid devoured ravioli with wild mushrooms, bleu cheese and whetever else we could throw at him. A few hours of hard play with his cousins later, Reid was ready to take on cornbread stuffing, mashed potatoes, smoked turkey, roasted turkey AND deep-fried turkey (we are not shy at Thanksgiving time). Like he had been eating massive turkey dinners his entire life, Reid drilled right through this meal. We were all pleased.

Sadly, upon returning from Thanksgiving, K had to head off on another one of her international trips, which re-opens another photo-heavy chapter in the life of Hardly Born: RPOD Volume 2. [To keep Reid's mom up on the constant stream of incredible cuteness issueing forth from her son, this dutiful father and toddlerblogger will include at least one photo of Reid each day (RPOD=Reid Picture Of the Day).

Today, a compound photo series. Reid apparently is quite interested in the musical arts these days. K and I are entertaining getting him some sort of children's guitar product for Christmas. This would seem to be a good idea. Today, with no prompting, Reid sought out the white Fender Strat knockoff electric guitar I keep in an undisclosed corner of our office. He then nearly knocked the whole thing onto the ground. But that's not important. He wanted to play with it. So I let him. He had a great time. Then he got hungry, and ate very well. Jammin' on the couch is hard work.