z!Rogue
He wasn't entirely sure about this whole solid food thing. It sounded good in theory, but pureed baby food and fur just didn't seem like a particularly good combination in his book. Still, Rogue was adamant that she wasn't nursing them if fangs started coming in, and he sure as hell couldn't blame her, so starting to supplement with solids was probably a good idea. Still, he looked dubiously at the pair sat up in their high chairs, little arms flailing cheerfully as they banged on the trays. They were just about lost behind their almost full body bibs, which was a good idea in his opinion, and Kurt shifted his attention back to the jar in his hand.
"Strained peas, huh?" Jeremy had done all right with strained peas, he seemed to remember...to the extent he'd paid attention, anyway. But Jeremy also hadn't had a full body fur coat. "You're sure they need solids, huh?"