Today we came prepared. Man's best friend to the right and a plastic coated bib.
You would think that this would be enough to keep a white shirt clean...
Why are white shirts even made for babies?
We couldn't keep up with the spoon-to-mouth pace that Cito wanted us at today. After every bite he would say "ughmmmm" and his little eyebrows were in the down position until we ran out of the carrots from yesterday. Then the little baby tears came.
"Cody - quick we need another jar!"
He comes back with a label less jar of green.
ummm? Shouldn't we stick with the same color at least?
So we are guessing that we gave him sweet potatoes next.
