When you're used to eating by the fistful it can be hard to go backwards and eat one morsel at a time. Molly likes to have utensils in the general area of her food but hasn't really ever used them as a vehicle to get anything into her mouth. She gets an A+ for her efforts the other day, though. In the end, I think she ended up double fisting her way to a full stomach but at least the spoon became more than simply a table-top adornment (or, more likely, something to be "accidentally" dropped on the ground) for a little while.
How come this thing is so small?
I think I can get it on there...
One down, 200 to go.
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