Tuesday, March 24, 2009


Anytime Noah sees the pantry door open, he goes in and brings me a tub of applesauce and says "Sauce." And, nine times out of ten, I distract him with something else as I take it away and throw it back in the snack basket. Every now and then, though, you just have to pull off his shirt and let him enjoy a sweet treat.

It always starts out good, using the spoon and all.

Then, he gives up the spoon and goes for the two-handed dip.

I'm (sometimes) a smart mommy, as I pulled off his shirt before ever plopping him in the chair. I will note that I had to replace his pants after he finished, as they were splattered with apples. His hair somehow escaped the stickiness this time. (His belly - not so lucky!)

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