Crazy, Crazy Baby

Every morning this baby of mine eats yogurt for breakfast. He loves his yogurt. Every flavor. He used to sit nicely while I fed it to him. But one morning I stepped away from him for a second and he picked up his spoon. Turns out he really likes feeding himself yogurt every morning. But he is only one. And his aim isn't great. Neither is his dexterity. But he gets it done without too much of a mess. Nothing a mom armed with a wet wipe can't handle.

Well, this morning I put him in his chair and presented him with his cup of yogurt and he pushed it away. Not softly I might add. So I gave him some cereal and went about my morning routine never more than a few feet from him. And I left his yogurt there just in case he changed his mind. And change his mind he did. I looked over and found this lovely view.


What the? How did that yogurt get in his hair? Well he combed it in there of course.
Apparently the girls left a comb on the table when they were getting ready for school. Got yogurt, got comb, might as well make them work together right?


Right after I snapped this photo that yogurt dripped onto his shoulder. Ewww. Then off we went to the bath tub.

This baby. He is a mess.