He ate cheerios?

This past Sunday I went to the nursery to pick up my son. As I was gathering the diaper bag, blanket and son, I asked the worker how he did.

worker : "good. he was a little fussy"

me: "yeah, he’s been teething"

worker : "he loved his cheerios, though!"

me : "cheerios?"

worker: "yeah, he and Paul [another baby in the nursery] sat on the floor and ate their cheerios together. They were so cute!"

me : "he ate cheerios?" (still processing the fact that I was not there to coach my son through this momentous childhood milestone, while the poor nursery worker started to get nervous)

worker: "oh…was he not supposed to have them?" (she walks over to the sign in chart and sees that I circled "no" under cheerios)

worker: "oh, my! I must have read the chart wrong!"

me *laughing at the thought of it* : That’s ok! How funny. We’ve never given him cheerios. So…how did he do with them? Did he like them?" (I thought for sure he would have choked on cheerios)

worker : "good…he took his time with each cheerio…he was very cute"

me: "that’s hilarious!" (*laughing more as I imagined him on the floor eating cheerios with his nursery buddy, Paul)

So…my son crossed a finger-food milestone without me.