Saturday, October 10, 2009

Rubetober Continues

Rubes is at an age where she insists on feeding herself or hysteria ensues. We have a lot of finger food, vegies, fish, chicken etc, which she smushes up and gets it vaguely in her mouth, down her top and on the floor.


After a fish dinner (in her hair is proof), we have a pureed fruit dessert.


Why use a spoon, when you have HANDS.


Sometimes even HANDS get in the way.


Is the camera really necessary?

9 comments:

Janet said...

ah yes, I remember this phase well and have a picture of our Grace eating beetroot risotto to prove it... Actually four years on and sometimes, well OK often, it's still with the hands...

misskit said...

That last photo is the best photo ever! What a poppet, although a slightly evil poppet at the mo.

Thereisabuttonmissing said...

Hilarious!
What a cutie. Dinner time is the highlight of the day for all I'm sure.

Aussie-waffler said...

Hee hee, oh yes, I remember those days well.

Tina - Melbourne Vintage said...

The last photo, where she's doing the Orson Welles impersonation, is the funniest thing I've ever seen.

Mon Alisa Design said...

Very cute :)

Jodie said...

How serious can you be with pureed fruit on your eye lid???
that last photo is priceless.

miss b├ęba said...

the last pic is priceless! she's saying.. uhm, please, do you mind, a little privacy here with my fruit would be appreeeeciated people!

kellie said...

a wonderful but messy age!
wow ~ well done getting the car keys out too. i think i would have gone straight to tears!