You know you have hit full-blown lame mommy-hood when you pass you morning away completely entertained by watching your kid eat Cheerios. But seriously, this kid was cracking me up! He had this little system that was just not quite working for him. It went a little something like this:
1. Properly locate the Cheerio location on the high chair tray.
2. Make your move: reach and grab the specific Cheerio with your little fingers.
3. Secure the Cheerio in your hand and bring it to your mouth, only to find that you can no longer see the Cheerio in your fingers because it is hiding in that darn chubby little fist.
4. Look at mom in exasperation because she is just sitting there, taking pictures and laughing while you struggle at snack time... and then begin again.
This went on for sometime, the same 4 steps over and over again. A few Cheerios eventually found their way into his tummy, but most of them stayed in his fist, or dropped on the floor to be gobbled up by a very attentive Donny. I did eventually think it was kinda cruel of me to sit and laugh, and I probably should have put the camera down and helped the kiddo out, but the Truth is... I easily rationalized my guilty morning's entertainment by labeling it as a learning experience for Asher, and went on with the day just fine.
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