Emma started using utensils to eat, and since doing so, everything has to be put on a fork or spoon.
Breakfast tastes better when you can finally eat it yourself. But this mushy stuff is getting old mom.
Praise Jesus, I can feed myself.
I'm a big girl now!
Praise Jesus, I can feed myself out in restaurants!
Pop, we have GOT to find my own steel stuff.
Quanity is not what I had in mind, I'm thinking BIG Pop!
Now your talking, bring on the big girl food!
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