Real Food!

Whoa! I've been gyped for 10 months! When I first started, I only drank milk. Not even milk, water with some powder. That's it, for like 1/2 a year or so! I was cool with it, mainly though because I didn't know any better. When I finally was able to sense and understand things around me, I noticed that no one else has their meals from a bottle, except during tailgates and parties, where the bottle is the thang.
So after 6 months, I started eating different foods, mainly from little glass jars. So much better. Unlike my bottle, I now can change from having the same thing to eat, 8 time a day. With these glass jars of food, I had things like peas, butternut squash, chicken dinner, pears, etc. They were all so smooth and creamy. I was lovin life then. Another month or so later, they started pouring in some powder like oatmeal or rice cereal in my jars. Made it a little thicker and filling, which I liked. I though life was good. Still a bit bland, but what do I know. I been drinking fake milk for half a year.
Now there is no going back. I tried real food. Yes, the stuff all you people reading this eat. It started out sucking on a chicken bone from El Pollo Loco. I also had a bit of that tortilla and even some guacamole. Whoa! Now there is the taste I've been hearing about when I read those blogs from my foodie friends. I wanted this new crazy chicken food every day, but then I found out there was more. I found out that there are places much better than Babies R Us to get meals. My parents took me to Trader Joe's. I love their stuff. I love chomping on bananas. Sure beats the bananas in the jars. The real thing is awesome. Even more so is my new favorite dinner. Trader Joe's Turkey Meatloaf. Yea, sounds kinda lame, but you gotta try it. I won't touch those jars of food now. If I see those, I go ahead, throw a fit, and the parents buckle down and give me leftover turkey meatloaf. It is soooo good. I only got 2 teeth, although I think a 3rd is on the way, but I can gum the heck out of that stuff. Try it, if you don't like it, send it my way.
Also, every Saturday morning, Dad makes pancakes. I absolutely love pancakes. So much that I make him make a bunch of them so I can freeze them and eat them all week for breakfast. It's Denny's at my house all week long. Pancakes are great, they are perfect for gumming, and fill me up. If I get too full, I just throw the rest on the floor and my dog Rusty gets to eat. I think he's bored with his dog food the way I was with the jarred food. He knows I got his back. He doesn't throw tantrums like I can, so he may never get off the little pebble food he has every single day. Sucks to be him, but now I'm livin large with my real food. I taste everything my parents eat and now I got my own shopping cart for Trader Joe's. Sweet!