These Are a Few of My Favorite Things...

Around here, eating has become a spectator sport. As Dory ventures into fine cuisine like Cheerios, banana and any fruit or vegetable you can puree (which is pretty much any fruit or vegetable), I'm paying a lot more attention at mealtime.

Let me stop here and say, sharing the table with someone whose communication skills involve the words "dada" and "dog" and dropping things on the ground, sometimes I am not as present as I might be. I am not in the moment. Sometimes, I'm thinking about other things, I'm mentally making lists, sometimes I'm physically making lists, sometimes I even bring a book to the table. I read out loud, sure, but this could be a year ago and I could be eating lunch by myself.

Then sometimes I look up and realize I am missing absolute gems. Diamond and emerald moments and they're flying right over my head. More specifically they're falling around my feet...

This was Dory today, at lunch, over a delicious meal of pureed winter squash, plain pasta, and, of course, Cheerios. You will observe she's wearing a Hippo pocket bib and all of her meal.



After watching her refuse any real food offered on a spoon, for some reason that I could not explain, I gave her the lid from the jar. Voilà! A baby who eats, drips, drops, and wears food! Ms. Independence gobbles it down.



Because I am sometimes occasionally a clever mama, I finally gave her the spoon.


Whatever method she uses, our furry sharks always circle the boat...


Here, in all her glory, is the full picture...


To think I might have ever read through this...


what a silly mama I can be.