Fine motor skills=less mess

Tonight at dinner, I ate the entire meal with my spoon! We had cheesy mashed potatoes and peas (Daddy and I mixed ours together, but Mommy didn't because she's weird about not having her food touch). The only time my hand touched the food was to pick up a chunk that had fallen off the spoon and onto my shirt. I can also hold and drink out of a regular cup no problem, thanks to daycare. And when we go out, most of the time I don't even sit in a high chair; I either sit in a booster seat, or, even better, in the booth or on a chair like a big kid. Yay!