The little one is officially feeding herself. With a spoon. And of course hand coz we’re Indians like that :) Gosh it only feels like it was a few months ago that she started her first solids and now she’s feeding herself?!
It does make eating out more bearable thesedays (not the mess though!) because she’s busy stuffing her face to eat that there is less time to fuss around on the table. Aaah bliss!
So now she’s gone all big girl on us by refusing us to feed her at all. Of course she makes an exception for food like pasta or mee/meehon where it’s much more harder for her to pick up with a spoon and fingers, but in general she still attempts to feed herself and creates a major mess with each meal.
The mess she creates by the time she’s done with her food is just horrendous!! If you think cleaning a poopy toddler is bad enough, try picking up those bloody bits of rice that fall into every corner of the baby chair. That baby chair has one too many stains and has lived to tell some of Sairah’s gastronomical adventure stories.
Going barehands with those chicken fingers.
Sup chikin, in a few seconds time, you be in mah round tummeh!
Why does food have to be SOOO good!
Sometimes I feel so bad when we go to a restaurant. By the time we’re done, there’s droplets of rice on the table, on her baby chair, on her clothes, on the floor….I ALWAYS tell the husband to leave a bloody tip regardless whether service or food was crap! Because that takes the guilt away a lil :D I know I wouldn’t be happy if some tyrant munchkin came in and dropped food all over the apartment so I can imagine how they must feel. I’m afraid that one day we might get banned from going to these restaurants.
Mess aside, it’s always so much fun watching her feed herself. For every spoon that succesfully goes into her mouth, half a spoon of rice would have fall off onto the floor. Of course our lil Silky Terrier is not complaining because he gets to polish off some of the food. And sometimes, she proceeds to call him boooyyyy, and drops off some of her food for him to eat. Generous much? Or just trying to avoid food that she doesn’t like?
But you know what REALLY takes the cake? How polite and thoughtful my baby girl is. Despite all that naughty-ness that she gets up to day after day, that girl still knows her table manners!! When we tell her to eat, she proceeds to say ‘Mommy eat, grandma eat, grandpa eat, aunty eat, daddy eat’ – LITERALLY asking everyone on the table to eat as well with her.
LIKE OMG, that really blows me away each time because my baby girl has such impeccable table manners!! I don’t even know where that comes from since I don’t even bother asking my own mom or dad to eat coz I put my tummy first before everyone else, lol, shame on me.
*tears of joy* I tell you, I must have done some really good things in my past life to get such a thoughtful baby. Naughty but a thoughtful one.
Now if only she can eat without creating a single mess, that would be the ultimate table manners Then, maybe just then we’d be ready for another round of fine dining?