Tonight I made BBQ chicken and couscous for dinner. After Robbie ate an entire, large orange (of course cut into pieces), I decided that he could have what we were having for dinner, too. I got out his bowl and spoon, which I am not good about doing, and we practiced 'scoop... then eat!'. Takes so long. Such a messy process. But I suppose using a spoon is a life-long skill that he must learn, and soon. :) The couscous was a perfect consistency for this task - sticky enough that it was pretty easy to scoop, small enough that he could easily get it onto the spoon... and of course, at one point somehow he caught the spoon on the side of the bowl and ended up flipping couscous at his face! You can see some of the remnants of it on his temple in this picture, but his whole face was covered. He thought it was hilarious. Thankfully, he also really liked my couscous!
Trying very hard!
Getting hungry, and in a moment of weakness, digs in with his hands.
Daddy usually comes home right in the middle of Robbie's dinnertime. I had my camera out already, capturing our moments with the spoon, and caught these images of a little boy who adores his daddy.
You're HOME!!! (You're way more fun than mommy.) Look what I'm doing!
Daddy gives Robbie some love, which Robbie obviously soaks up.
Look at that smile and expression! Totally smitten, in adoration of his dad. I love it.