Noah and the Spoon

Dear Noah,


I tell people all the time that you eat like it's your job.  You stuff food into your mouth almost to the point of choking.  


One time you bit your lip while eating. You puffed up like you were going to wail but you didn't.  You just whined, stuck out your lip for a second as if to say "Ouch that hurt. You should pity me", and kept on eating.  


Another time we were at the splash park with some of the kids from Mama Jane's house.  You were eating some dry cereal while sitting in your blue car. One of the kids pushed you into one of the sprinklers.  You sat there in your car, blinking wildly while water sprayed you in the face, and kept on eating. 


All very impressive.


Clearly you love to eat.  Table manners, on the other hand, only get in the way of your feasting. I love how you hold the spoon but show little interest in using it.  You took a few bites with the spoon, but your hands are your preferred method of choice.  


Love,
Mommy