mess

with our little mister, we haven't had to deal with many messes.

let me rephrase that.

with our little mister, we haven't had to deal with any messes.

it's actually a problem that we are working on.

i don't mind having a clean kid.

but when they have to hold their sippy like this because condensation is too messy...

well, it becomes a problem that needs working on.

anyway. that's a story for another day.

i only say all that so you understand me when i say that for two years, i thought this was an incredibly cute and very messy post-meal face.

hahaha.

i still think it's incredibly cute, but little miss has me rethinking the whole mess thing.

in fact, she has me laughing at the fact that i considered that a mess.

do you know how many times i put a bib on tennyson when i fed him?

well, me neither, but i can tell you it wasn't a lot.

and then maggie came along.

we don't put bibs on her much either.

but not because she doesn't make a mess.

no, she doesn't wear bibs because the few times she's worn them, it hasn't made the slightest difference.

she ends up covered in food no matter what.

she is little miss "i'm going to eat everything and also put it all over my face"

oh, and her arms and her belly, and it even seeps into her neck roll and climbs down her back.

lady needs a bath after every meal.

which is okay by me because i enjoy her naked little fat rolls.

and i love the smell of freshly washed baby.

and somehow, a hooded towel makes any baby instantly twenty times more adorable.