Get over it I told myself. Sure, I have been letting William feed himself cereals and less messy things for a while now. How else will he learn to independently eat unless you allow him to feed himself off the tray? Other parents seem okay with it, you can deal with a little mess. After about ten minutes of this and a mess that took even longer to clean up I couldn't handle it anymore. I think my limit was when he reached over and wiped his hand covered in vegetables on our table. I will try again another day. And with something tastier than steamed veggies.
Even a few goldfish can become a laundry weapon in William's hands.
I saw teething biscuits at the store. Great idea I thought, since the boy has been cutting molars for a while and pretty much eats constantly all day long. What I didn't realize is that these rock hard cookies just release a brown ooze for however long the boy has patience for. Mia tried her hardest to curtail the damage by following him around and licking up every drop but the shirt couldn't be saved. I will be doing an oxyclean demonstration later today for those interested. I hope that getting excited and yelling about the power of oxyclean will ensure that the shirt emerges spotless.
Some new dance moves (and yes he is dancing on window treatments).
William tempts Daddy to stop napping with all sorts of fun toys.
This is what it looks like right before you are whacked in the face with a plastic cup. Note that Mia is just recovering from it.
