Eating is a Messy Business

In the past days Aili has become more interested in feeding herself with a spoon - - while simultaneously being on a feeding strike. Paradoxical but true.
This, as you can imagine, creates some of the most spectacular messes we've experienced yet (unless you count the ones that involve the *other* end, which I'm pretty sure you're not interested in seeing).
Usually we reserve the self-feeding to the evening meal, about 4 minutes before she's scheduled to go directly (do not pass Go do not collect $200) to the bath.

For example: this is what it looks like when you feed yourself strawberries:



This is what happens when you have chicken noodle soup and *accidentally* get a noodle stuck on your lip. Mommy takes advantage of you and "helps" with another one.


This is what happens when you discover how to blow bubbles in yogurt:


This is how you learn which is the part of the fruit you're supposed to eat:


And this is what it looks like when you insist on feeding yourself yogurt without anybody's help:



Finally, this is what it looks like when you give up on the spoon and go directly for the good stuff: