Edie and Marty are both very excited about food and eating things lately, although they're on different ends of the spectrum, as you can imagine.
Marty is just discovering the wide word of quasi-solids. Last night, he explored what pureed carrots have to offer him.
This picture really doesn't do it justice, but let me tell you, dawg can put those carrots away. He ate with the zeal and table manners of a ravenous shark. You can sort of see here, but as soon as I got the carrots on the spoon, he would lunge for them, even if they were nowhere near him. I have honestly never seen anyone so wildly enthusiastic for mashed carrots.
You may be wondering what sort of effect an all-carrot diet has on one's constitution. Wonder no more! It, uh, comes out in pretty much the same condition.
Edie loves to eat, the same as anyone else, but lately, she's discovered the joy of helping to make the food. On Friday night, Tamsen was making cookies when Edie walked up to her and said, "Can I do that?"
Yes, little girl, you sure can! She helped to add ingredients to the mixer, and she even managed to do a terrible job of rolling the dough into "balls" all by herself. She had a great time helping out. She really enjoys lending a helping hand, no matter what the task is. She likes carrying things to the garbage, bringing in groceries, bringing Marty his bottle, you name it. She was even helping me sing the theme to Malcolm in the Middle tonight, and let me tell you, a toddler singing "you're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big" is so adorable it should be a federal crime.
These are pretty good kids.