Something Worth Biting For!

Recently, as part of the adjustment to our new move, my trio have taken to new eating habits. Usually, they will sit in their little feeding chairs and eat whatever it is that I serve them.

As of late, it has become my habit to sit at our tiny table and have my lunch while they have theirs in the feeding chairs.

Today, they finished earlier than I did. I very innocently let them out of their chairs and moved them out of the way to the cubby-hole next to the buffet.

I sat back down to finish my lunch, only to find myself mobbed by my tiny trio. Kian looked at me with his very huge baby blue's and said in his sweetest little voice, "May I try?"

Vivie just stood there with her hand on my knee, looking up at me with her baby blue's saying, "Mmmm."

Kai figured out that they were basically begging for food and being that he preferred to know what it was that he was eating BEFORE actually tasting it, he wandered off in search of his truck.

I very gingerly began doling out tiny fork-fulls of Lasagna Florentine. Vivie got her bite first because she was closer to the table at the time. This made Kian take offense when she made her second, "Mmm..." noise.

He took his fork-full, smiled, and very sweetly hit his sister on the for-head (as if she could have had a V-8.) He did not want to share his bites with sister today.

In retaliation for being hit, Vivie ever so sweetly bent her head over as if to place it on my knee, meanwhile grabbing Kian's hand and pulling it to her mouth so that she could take a rather large bite out of him.

Of course, this made Kian cry. They are still a bit too little to understand anything but their basic needs and immediate wants.

The next thing I know, Vivie is standing there saying, "Oooooh," and has started smoothing down his hair in some attempt to comfort him.

How exactly do you explain to the babies that while the thought is very sweet, it really doesn't help to try to soothe the very person that you just tried to MAUL!

Nobody really got hurt. I gave Kian another bite and he quieted down.

Vivie continued to stand there at my knee in her very angelic state, trying to sweetly smooth down her brother's hair even AFTER he had stopped crying.

He was very sceptical of her every move. It is his experience that tells him that she could very well run her hands through his very thick blond locks under the guise of calming him down only to grab a huge handfuls of his hair and yank with all her tiny might.

All of this happened just so they could share mumsy's Lasagna Florentine. I am very glad that they are starting to branch out and try new foods.

I am not sure what to do with the rivalry and jealousy that comes from vying for bites. But I suppose that I have finally found a food that they have decided is something worth biting for!"