I know, right?

Dinner!

The great thing about watching the wee one eat is his crazy exuberance. He will mix things all together and attack with great aplomb. Tonight's menu: noodles, tofu, and pear.

I have to figure out how to put up digital footage of him attacking that pear at the end of the meal. Nose wrinkled, eyes squeezed shut, growls emanating from his tiny throat.

What's that in your mouth?

My constant refrain: what are you eating? what is that? Yes, indeed. The buglet is creeping around the house picking up lint and whatever else he can find and popping it into his mouth. Its gross, alarming, and hilarious all at once.

Also: he's discovered how much fun it is to hit his tray and see how far the food on it can go. Or at least, make a clear spot in the middle after smearing everything around it first.

Had me contemplating putting his lunch on the carpet, so then he'd be interested in eating it.