I’m trying to encourage E to feed herself using her utensils. This is proving painful to watch as he struggles, elects to just use her other hand, and generally makes a mess of herself.
Part of me wants to do it for her, but then again, I don’t want to be doing it for her when she’s 8 (one of the many stories that made my eyebrows just lift right off my face from B about her former family and how different we are from them). Part of me just cringes at the mess…but that’s why it’s all washable (including the baby), right?
What has been the most painful part of watching your little one grow….for YOU?