Hmmmm . . . Where's The Catch?

Margaret is very interested in the food that other people are eating and the things that they are drinking.  She is, as I noted early in her life (because she's SO OLD now, you know?) a person who is known as Miss Grabby McGrabberpants, and so should any of you be holding her and eating, watch out.  She takes dives after glasses, and went after my fork the other day.

Anyway, she wants to be like other people and hold things and drink and eat and whatnot.  When I feed her her nightly cereal and fruit or vegetable puree, I have to let her hold the spoon.  This is not as messy as you might imagine, though she's certainly not exactly up to dining out.*

I also decided that she could perhaps do with a little water in her diet (or at least that water wasn't going to hurt her) and since she was so interested in glasses, she could learn to use one.

It was a very cute experiment.

She was a little suspicious at first.

Well, and that lasted a while, but she soon figured out that it went in her mouth.**

And then she actually got the right bit of it in her mouth (clever baby!).

Next week's goal?  Actually getting some of the water out of the cup.  I think that she thinks that it's a teething toy, and the no-spill technology means that the water has to be removed, rather than just coming out of its own accord.

*Well, except maybe at her grandparents' house.  It's a much easier crowd there than at some places.

**Cynics might argue that she thinks that everything goes in her mouth.  And they'd be right, but still cynics.