When we left Evie Lu yesterday she was headed for a nap after not having any success figuring out the zwieback toast. After Evangeline woke up from a great nap, it was a whole new story. I strapped my little girl into her high chair and let her go to town on the toast. She really liked it.
Oh, but maybe not all at once.
Kaia and I are not sure if this is an every baby kind of thing or not, but Evie Lu does not take dainty little bites. If anything she eats like her dad and her uncle Jody. There was many a dinner time when we were asked, "Did you taste your food or did you just inhale it?" Evie Lu is on the inhaling it side of the fence. I was very afraid as I watched her shove the entire piece of toast into her mouth.
I need to catch my breath for a second.
The big lesson I learned in all of this was the importance of bibs. Now you ask, "Shouldn't you have learned that already?" Yes, I should have, but when something is called a finger food I somehow translate that into not-as-messy food. Not true, not true. You can see the mess on Evie Lu's shirt that would have been avoided had I employed a bib.
Can I have more please?
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She really looks rather pleased with herself in that last pic... although the one of her coughing with a mouth full of chewed grossness is, well, gross. Still, I'm glad to see she that she appears to employ her Aunt Megan's buzzsaw technique when eating the stuff. More crumbs = more fun!
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