We gave Tommy some delicious pasta for supper tonight. As you can see, he enjoyed it... perhaps a little too much. We're still trying to convince him that the best way to eat food is to put it in his mouth, and that smearing it across his forehead is in fact not helpful. Progress on this front is slow.
Once he'd gotten cleaned up a bit, Tommy was delighted with the whole experience. Or perhaps the grin is because the couch and ottoman had just been cleaned and Tommy's relishing the anticipation of smearing drool, formula, food, and other yuckiness across our furniture again. Either way, he appears to be happy, and isn't that the important thing?
