This one is for you, Pop-O

My Ellie is getting to the point that she does not want to eat her baby food. She wants to eat what the rest of us are having. My father keeps telling me that he will be happy when Ellie can eat table food (My brave dad watches Ethan, Erica, and Ellie two days a week). Ellie tries to take the spoon from you. She is also notorious for wiping her dirty hands in her hair. She loves to make a fist just to hear the food squeeze through her fingers. Today at lunch time, I fed Ellie her favorite baby food, pumpkin and pears. This is the end result. At least she smells good from the pumpkin spices smeared all in her hair, ears, clothes, and every where else. Dad, where were you when it was time to clean her up?