So… during dinner, I like to throw food, utensils, and bottles on the floor, yell, scream, refuse to eat most things, demand that I use my own utensils and feed myself, then take all the utensils that Mommy and Daddy use to try to feed me because I just play with my food… BUT I’m also sometimes super happy! Here is some proof from a few weeks ago!
Last Friday, I went to my second wedding! I don’t remember my first wedding at all, but this one… well I don’t remember it much either. But I do remember eating some tasty food and everyone wearing funny clothes!