Adrianna, although only a mere 16 and a half months old, is actually quite adept at using a spoon to feed herself.
When she so chooses to, that is.
However, this yogurt day was more of the finger paint and impromptu facial variety.
Kristina was surveying the damage her sister was causing from across the table where she was neatly devouring hers, and observed that Adrianna wasn't doing a very good job eating today.
And then, just as she went on to point out how she personally was NOT making a mess, she some how accidentally dropped her spoon by flinging it into the air where it spun around three times before impressively splattering onto the table.
Adrianna thought the trick was delightful, started giggling and promptly flung her yogurt covered spoon into my lap.
But it gets
A few days later the girls were having yogurt again.
Adrianna had brought a ball to the table with her this particular meal, which is not at all unusual as she frequently insists on bringing on whatever she had been playing with along and I decided long ago that a My Little Pony sitting on the table next to her as she happily ate her food didn't bother me in the slightest (while her screaming bloody murder sure did).
But today, it wasn't a pony or a stethoscope or a little doll.
It was a ball.
And when they get covered in yogurt, they track a lovely line of yogurt across the table. And then they fall off the table and continue their yogurt spread across the floor as well.
I may initiate the bio-hazard suite and plastic room covering requirement before the next feeding of yogurt.