I call this photo: “I won’t eat it, and you can’t make me.”
This was a failed attempt at going sans high chair. He took one look at his plate, hopped up to get his pacifiers, then staged this little sit in. Of course, it was so cute that I couldn’t be too upset. (His mama is a softie, after all!)
Two additional notes:
(1) We are back in the high chair now. No more hopping up to get pacifiers at dinner.
(2) This is with ham, mashed potatoes, and bananas in front of him…all things he will supposedly tolerate. You should have seen what happened when I added a green vegetable to his plate!
Love you, T. Even when you spew half chewed peas onto my dinner : )