Miles has, distressingly, gotten to the point that he will barely accept food that we feed him, wanting instead to snatch the fork or spoon and feed himself. While he generally delights in this process…
…he’s also not particularly good at doing yet without making a mess.
Cleaning a bulk of Miles’s food off the floor has become part of the standard mealtime routine at this point. It wouldn’t be such a problem if it weren’t for Miles’s laughter at watching us bend over to pick up the debris. If anyone is wondering how long it takes for a kid to effectively learn to play his parents for saps, it’s a year.
