Fatherhood

Kia raises playing with your food to an art form.  Or maybe a sport.  She’s really good about feeding herself (though she still prefers to finger food it over using the fork), but when she’s full, it’s playtime.  Sometimes she’ll just want a minute to digest or something, then she’s back at it.  And, yes, sometimes she celebrates her food while she’s eating it.

I’m wearing a fierce wolf shirt I got from Wheatley Provincial Park in southern Ontario and Kia’s wearing her red smock – or “schmock,” as I prefer to call it (‘cause I’m weird like that, obviously).  We got it at Ikea and it’s fantastic.  It’s a full-sleeve bib with a catch basin at the bottom.  Doesn’t keep her from making a mess, but it’s saved many an outfit from food spills.