she likes it

Started #2 on baby food yesterday. She's been watching the rest of us from the bench for a while now, anxiously waiting to get into the game.

Her first outing was a little frantic (more food in the hair than down the chute), but she dove straight for the spoon to show us 'she got game.' Jacked up a few airballs and generally left a trail of mayhem. Most impressive mess.

Reminds me of the mess she made in the delivery room. Er, I'd better not tell that story again. I feel the rising ire of my beloved from 10 miles away.

How is it they know when you are telling stories you shouldn't be telling? *g*