
Today, I was feeding you in your swing...note to self-not a good idea...and you insisted on helping me feed you. The only way you would eat was if you had a spoon of your own and put it in your mouth when I put the spoon with food in your mouth. So needless to say, the squash and rice cereal ended up all over you, me, and the swing. But we had fun doing it. You have pretty much figured out how to feed yourself, but you won't let me put anymore food on the spoon. You just want to keep putting it in your mouth empty! At least you aren't picky about what food you eat. You will pretty much eat anything. You get that from Daddy!
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