I have frequently lamented that Margaret is taller than any reasonable baby her age has any right to be. The reason this is an issue is that as she grows, there are fewer and fewer places that are safe from her marauding fingers.
Today, we left a loaf of bread too close to the edge of the table, and Margaret grabbed it. She got a piece out, and started chowing down.
We didn’t really get a good picture of her with bread and bag, because the minute I got close to her to take the picture, she figured that I was there to stop her fun, and took off.
In some cases, she ran really fast.
Anyway, she is now chowing down in her high chair. Apparently today was the day we decided to starve her. Poor Margaret.
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