While there are lots of fun parts to parenthood, farming, and my life in general, it doesn’t mean things look like a Martha Stewart magazine around here. Things get messy, and I honestly feel like I spend a quarter of my day with a sponge in my hand.
I anticipate invites to eat with my daughter at the home of friends to decrease dramatically after they read this. You see I have been hiding a dirty motherhood secret. My daughter has no table manners. While she is currently working to separate herself from the animal kingdom by learning to use a spoon, there are still quite a few issues.
There’s the silverware banging, food covering her face, dropping food onto the floor, spitting food out, and various food debris in her hair. I’m chalking it all up to normal toddler development, but I will admit to being in shock after many of our meals.
Spaghetti is one of Sylvie’s favorites.
A spoon is nice. So, why not use two?
A chronic double dipper
And then there’s this
You will notice the lack of clothing in all of these pictures. I think the reason for this is self-explanatory.
It may be a few years before Sylvie experiences the pleasures of fine dining. Dinner party anyone?
Well, did Emily Post have kiddos? I’m not sure. What I do know is that Sylvie is totally adorable! This is true whether she’s covered in pasta or yogurt or whatever! Cute!
Let’s meet soon, ok? Lincoln Park is calling out to you guys from across the water. Do you hear it?
xo
Love this! We’re right there with you, especially with Yun’s particular fondness of rubbing his food in his hair
@A Chow Life- yes! We have to get together soon. I think things should calm down here in a week or so. Although we are going to look at goats this Friday. Wowsa. Thanks to Wikipedia I learned that E.P. had two sons. So, I guess she knows a little something about it..lol.
@Cristie- it makes for some crazy hairdos though, doesn’t it?!