Ella is my eater. Just like her mother, she loves food. She seriously will eat anything if she sees someone else trying it. She loves sausage right off the BBQ and insists on dipping it in the sweet hot mustard like her Dad. Her Uncle Bill gets a kick out of this. Maxwell, not so much. He's too busy to eat. He thinks it's a bother to be strapped into his chair as it really cuts into his playing time. This drives me crazy. I imagine anyone with more than one child tries to do mealtime all at once to be done with it. Sometimes I let him run around with his food just so he'll eat.
Every once in awhile I will forget that the
babies kids are old enough/capable enough to do something. Like using a spoon. They are 17 months old and I forgot that they can handle this. They use forks for dinner but I was always dreading spoons with liquidy food because I hate the mess that I already have to clean up. But the other day I started giving them spoons with meals throughout the day and I found they love it. And they can do it. And yes, it's totally messy, but they always are anyway.
This is some yummy applesauce
I just pulled my bib off for the fifth time because I like having it in my hair, under my chin, and on my PJ's.
Uh-uh, I'm not done ! Can't you see there's still a smudge left for me to smear around!
See, told you.
