He went postal. He didn't cry. He didn't whine. He didn't submit in writing his displeasure with this new eating situation. He screamed himself some bloody murder. After recovering from the fit, Kim and I decided that we would just skip the cereal and feed him baby food when he was ready.
Tonight, however, for whatever reason, we decided to try again. This time the results were a bit different. The little porker couldn't get enough. Therefore, I share with all of you the following pictures. I should warn you though. If you don't have kids, these will probably gross you out, and with good reason.
Just in case the pictures aren't painful enough, here is a video as well.