Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Wednesday, January 4 (day 187/365)

Phoebe goes through phases where she eats like ... well ... her Uncle John and then she'll slow down for a while.  Recently when we thought she was on a little hunger strike, we realized that she just wasn't finding it challenging enough to have baby-sized food delivered directly to her highchair tray.  Phoebe would insist that she was done eating, but shortly after being set free from her highchair, she'd sneak up and steal our breakfast.  Then she'd giggle and run off shoving bagel in her face.  I guess food just tastes better when you hunt it down yourself!

Make a run for it Danger!


Would you take a bagel out of the baby's mouth?  Just in case, I am going to slobber all over it.

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