Where's the Dog??
When the four older kids were little we had a dog, Sadie. I need her back so that she can be my vacuum. If we were to drop a piece of food she would be there to catch it before it hit the floor. I'm not quite sure how to handle all of the food Grace leaves for me to clean up every time she eats. I feel like I have to sweep and mop after every meal. YUCK! I find myself wanting a dog again each time I have to clean the floor and for those of you that know me, you know that I don't want a dog! I do however love the stage she is in. I love hearing her talk, seeing her walk around, and going up and down the stairs and having her eat mostly table food is pretty nice too. I just Love Her - Love Her - Love Her and so I will continue to remind myself that this phase of being completely covered from head to toe with food will pass.
Grace insists on feeding herself. She holds a spoon in one hand and uses her fingers with the other.
She loves those too so I guess she is the all around winner!