Once upon a time, Baby J would obligingly eat whatever you gave to her during mealtime. But now, she's developed so many weird quirks and preferences, meals have become an elaborate affair.
Once she has possession of her very own spoon, she then proceeds to paint herself with food. Hands, face, arms, hair. It all gets a carefully applied coating of yogurt or applesauce.
Then, if she tires of the spoon, she requires Cheerios or some other finger food. She doesn't want to eat them, mind you. She just wants to dip them in her food and have you feed them to her on a spoon. I think she just wants a little more texture to her food.
Lastly, mealtime is not complete without heaving the milk onto the floor or pitching a spoon across the room.
When it's all said and done, the table looks like a crime scene rather.
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