A Seat at the Table

One of the many Christmas gifts that Wyatt received was this nifty booster seat. He loves sitting in it at mealtimes, probably because he's really eating at the table with Mommy and Daddy now. Speaking of eating, we now give him his own spoon and fork with which to feed himself...

He needs help getting the food onto the utensil, and he usually lets us know by shouting, "Hop! Hop!" We dutifully place food on the fork or spoon and he precariously raises it to his mouth. The food makes it down the chute about ninety percent of the time.

Yes, ninety percent of the food reaches his mouth. The other ten percent? Well, it usually ends up in his lap, on the edge of the table, on the floor, in Nellie's mouth, smeared on the side of the booster seat, or sticking to his bib. Needless to say, mealtimes are messy with a self-feeding toddler.

Good thing he likes to help clean up! That's right, you put a Clorox wipe in front of him and Wyatt will wipe the table with it. (And notice our other cleaning up "helper" behind Wyatt in the picture. Nell is becoming quite the scavenger.)

Aw, hasn't our little man come a long way since his very first meal of solid foods NINE months ago?

So cute!

And in case you're wondering, here's what the old high chair looks like now:

It has become our new shoe/dog toy/miscellaneous-grocery-bag-of-junk caddy. We're getting our money's worth on that thing! Maybe we'll clean it up and store it in the garage before the next baby needs it. Then again...