Pick Your Battles

As you can see in the photo above, Bea has mastered finding the nose. It could be my nose, Josh's nose, one of the cat's noses, her Dora doll nose, etc. She's also learning about ears, eyes and the mouth. And let's just say she is not always gentle about it, but what are you going to do? I'm happy to say in the photo above that she was sweet as pie. I've come to let her take action on certain things because it is just easier on both of us.

Enter Josh...

Last night at dinner, we had a little fiasco. Turns out Bea was done eating and all the signs were there. Josh continues to put food on her plate because it appears that she is eating. Here lies a huge portion of salmon. I don't say anything. Next thing you know that salmon is half in her mouth and half strung across her face. The action she took next makes me burst into laughter every time I think about it. She sticks her head towards the ceiling and puckers her lips (yes, salmon is still there on her face) staring at Josh. You truly had to be there, unfortunately, because it was so funny that I started to smile. I know Josh wanted to laugh as well, but he didn't want her playing with the food. "Jenna do NOT smile or laugh, please." So I looked down and then turned to Olivia who was on the floor in her bouncy seat next me and started saying her name so I could smile and laugh. Meanwhile, Josh is telling Bea not to play with food, asks is she is done ("no" with shaking head), while trying to keep a serious face. So, everytime I look at Bea from this point on I want to laugh my head off. I just couldn't take it anymore so I started clearing the table.

Honestly, I don't think a 17 month old cares too much that she shouldn't be playing with her food. And sometimes neither of us care. We just don't have consistency. Oh well. Even thinking about it last night when going to bed I started laughing. It's something I will never forget.