Quarter-pint and the Mashed Potatoes...

Half-pint requested mashed potatoes for dinner tonight. I happily whipped some up for him, and also served a small bowl for Quarter-pint. Quarter-pint has unfortunately reached that stage where he insists on feeding himself-everything. I'm glad he wants to feed himself, but I loathe each time that feeding actually involves a fork or spoon. It's just SO messy! I figured mashed potatoes would be easy for him to feed himself; but knowing he would make a little mess. I can handle that. By the time he squawked loud enough to catch my attention (I was busily making the rest of dinner), Quarter-pint had COMPLETELY covered his face and hands! I was actually a little shocked at just how much food he had all over his face! He had mashed potatoes smashed into his hair (which was sticking to his forehead), caked all over his eyelashes, and embedded in his eyebrows-and that was just the top part of his little potatoey face! I was really disappointed that I left the camera at Grammy's house over the weekend-that's why I don't have a picture to post-sorry! He really wasn't very thrilled with the wipe down (he usually doesn't mind being cleaned up). To his credit-he did grunt a couple of times because he wanted me to wipe the mashed potatoes off his hands; I ignored him, thinking I would get to him in a minute; I was trying to finish cooking so I could eat. I know better for next time! If only you could have seen him!