Easton has reached the age that he thinks he is big enough to feed himself. He growls at me and whines and squirms the whole time I am feeding him, so the other day I gave in. I put him in his high chair, gave him his bowl and spoon and let him go to town.
He thought it was great! He didn't get a whole lot in his mouth but he thoroughly enjoyed it!
Then he got treated to an oh so delicous teething biscuit.
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