Kate has started eating mostly the same dinner we eat... and boy, is that a treat! When I say "treat", what I really mean is a big chore. Yea, I love to see what she likes (which is almost everything) and doesn't like (which I think is oh, peas- that's it!) and how cute she is when she eats, but the mess stinks!
The other night she ate some Mexican casserole (it was even a little spicy) and she had ground beef stuck in her ear.
Last night, she had some chicken and rice from the crockpot and it was coming out of her belly button when I got her out of the highchair. Speaking of, DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED on the high chair. And the sweeping, and the mopping, and the scrub downs in the tub when it's all over...
As I type, she is cramming fistfuls of leftovers into her mouth and then tossing some off the side of the highchair to plummet to its death on the kitchen floor, which I mop daily now.
It's tough work, I tell ya. But, would I trade it for anything in the world? No way.
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