For the first few months after Erin was born, Uno was only mildly interested in her, mostly in a "why did you bring this screaming, crying, mini-human to live with us and disrupt my nice, calm, quiet, life" sort of a way. That all changed when we started giving Erin "solid" food. (I put "solid" in quotes because as anyone who's had a baby knows, those first few months of it are far from solid.) All of a sudden, Erin became far more interesting. She had something he could appreciate (i.e., something he could eat), and mealtimes for Erin became times that he could possibly get lucky and get to lick something off her chair, tray, or chin. He'd hear me mixing up her oatmeal mush and come running, hoping to get just a taste of the stuff that had to be good - after all, she was devouring it! Later things got even more interesting when she could try to feed herself and things got dropped on the floor. All in all, Uno made out pretty well.
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