What a Goof

Isaac is a Messy Eater. And a Noisy Eater, but that's usually reserved just for dinner time, when he has a large captive audience but that's another topic.

I frequently find food squished behind his head when I pull him out of his chair. I was in my 2nd grocery store the other day before I noticed the HUGE nasty brown stain across the front my white shirt. It took a while, but I discovered the source being the back of his black overalls. Wasn't poop, don't worry. Apparently he had pulled his Throw-the-Food-Behind-the-Head trick with some chocolate earlier.

He is a citrus addict, specifically loving mandarins and oranges, but Sam gave him a lemon wedge the other day and he was determined to eat it. That was funny. He'd take a little bite, pull it out fast with the worst sour face, wait, and then eat some more. He also loves grapes, pasta, peanut butter spoons, and hot dogs.

He does not like milk. I'm actually kind of worried about his lack of liquid intake. I swear he doesn't drink more than an ounce of milk a day. I will NEVER be able to stop nursing. He either waves me off when I try to give him his sippy cup or he'll take it and huck it across the room.

He's got a good little sense of humor and cracks us up all the time. I think I'll post some more later about him because apparently it's been a while. Yikes.