Do you ever just feel lied to? (Yes?
No? Maybe? Taco?)
I've got to admit there are times I've had that feeling at points
in time throughout my life. For example,
that time when Mrs. Logsdon swore up and down that I would have a use for
Algebra in everyday life. Also, there
was that one time in Nashville where a old, disheveled man stood on a soapbox
(literally) and screamed at me that the end was nigh. I mean, I know there's an end, but that was
over seventeen years ago.
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| Joey Gladstone speaks the truth... |
I could keep going but I'll only thrill you with one more
tale of lies. This being the time that
all forms of media claimed I would be involved in a food fight at least once in
my life. Most likely in middle school,
high school, or college. I'm sorry to
say I'm still waiting for that one to occur. However, with Ellie eating solid food now,
I'm guessing she will do her part to make that a reality sooner rather than
later.
Honestly, I love the fact that Ellie is eating solid food now. It's really enjoyable to see her reactions to
anything that she's tasting. Oh, how
I'll never forget the sight of peas and tears dripping from her face at the same
time. It was certainly a special day and
one that's going in the graduation slideshow. However, there is one thing about Ellie
eating solid food that's actually kind of bothering me. That one thing is her absolute lack of table
manners!
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| Clearly, my house IS fancy |
I know what you're thinking.
Jesse, she's a seven-month old; you're supposed to be the one teaching
her table manners. My response? That's scary seeing as how I'm occasionally
guilty of talking with my mouth full and placing my elbows on the table (Don't
do that last one at a Japanese restaurant) while eating. I understand that she will learn all of these
things with time, but right now, mealtime is a pretty gross venture.
For example, Ellie's really in a stage where she likes to
try and feed herself. No big shocker
there. What's surprising is how she will
literally intercept the spoon like a defensive back intercepting a football
only to jam it square into the side of her face leaving a trail of mush smeared
down her cheek. If the mush just
remained on her cheek, it wouldn't be an big issue. You see, poor Ellie doesn't like the feeling
of food smeared across her face.
Therefore, before I can get a napkin or washcloth to her cheek, she will
often just turn her little head to the side and wipe it all over her high
chair. Nasty, right?
But wait, there's more!
(I've always wanted to say that.)
As Ellie remains a toothless wonder at this time, she struggles with
keeping food in her mouth. That's never
more evident than when feeding her bananas.
They will continually tumble out of her mouth while she attempts to pulverize
them into mush just using the strength of her jaw. Ellie does have a failsafe that she uses to
attempt to keep food in her mouth. She
will begin biting down on the tray of her high chair in a desperate attempt to
maintain control of her cuisine. Not
only it is ineffective, it's also very messy.
I know that Ellie will learn fine table manners at some
point. And I will admit that there is a
certain amount of humor behind watching her attempt to eat at this point in
time. As for now, I find myself with
messy high chair-induced OCD while waiting for that to occur. At least I know that once Ellie throws the
first bit of food at me, then it's on.
FOOD FIGHT!!! #DaddyWrite
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