You would have thought we'd asked Carter to knock over a bank or murder the cat! We've been working with the spoon, and helping her to learn to work with it. Her morning oatmeal is sticky enough that we thought maybe she could hold the spoon, get some of the gluey-peaches-and-cream-oatmeal-deliciousness and feed herself. Holy cow! Maybe she isn't ready for it, or maybe she was just a brat this morning, but she was not having it! Finally, she did give it a shot on the last bite. Andy filled the spoon and I conned her into holding it, and she shoveled it - awkwardly - into her mouth! Yeah!
Carter taking one of her first independent bites! ... doesn't she looked thrilled?!? Maybe tomorrow will be better!
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