As you know, I am pretty proud of the fact that we do not have a picky eater. Libby loves to eat...and eat...and eat. Mema jokes that I have to keep working to afford to feed this cookie monster. 
When I get off of work, I pick Libby up at Mema's. Often times, she is eating dinner with Mema and Donnie (and Ally), but the second we get home, she wants to eat more "mo-eat". She is usually so impatient, I fix her something, put her in her chair and let her go to town while I go back and change clothes. 
I knew that she wasn't going to be "neat", but I had no idea she was going to eat with her hands! This is what I saw when I got back from changing my clothes. 
When I get off of work, I pick Libby up at Mema's. Often times, she is eating dinner with Mema and Donnie (and Ally), but the second we get home, she wants to eat more "mo-eat". She is usually so impatient, I fix her something, put her in her chair and let her go to town while I go back and change clothes. I knew that she wasn't going to be "neat", but I had no idea she was going to eat with her hands! This is what I saw when I got back from changing my clothes. A baby wipe was not going to fix this! It was time for an early dip in the tub before Daddy got home. Momma will know better for next Pa-Sketti Night.
4 comments:
Libby Grace, I love your new lipstick. It's the perfect color.
I love spaghetti pictures! And the perfect way to end a spaghetti dinner is with a bath!
Nothing like letting them learn a little independence with eating pasketti.
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