I've given up on breakfast.
Lunch has been going well but the boy doesn't seem too keen on porridge, so we have decided to introduce tea next instead.
This has proved a hit!
5pm was always an odd time. Too early for a bath, too late for a walk. So now we have butternut squash and fromage frais to occupy us.
He's lapping it up and the result is we have dropped a bottle of milk today and bedtime and come forward a full 20 mins.
This all seems to good to be true.
I'm worried! I'm sure the boy will wake up in the night and think "Hang on! I'm 7oz down here! Where's me milk?"
Only time and pear puree will tell.......