Where Is My Baby?

When Mama is very sick, sometimes all she can eat is Cream of Wheat. John loves this because otherwise I don't serve him the nutritionally rather empty Cream of Wheat. For a boy who has always rejected pureed food, it is strange that he likes this cereal.

Cream of Wheat has been one of the only foods John would allow me to spoon feed him, but this morning he insisted on feeding himself with his new spoon. Thanks to a lead from Sarah, we bought him an adult-looking small cutlery set by Oneida. I couldn't resist filming my son feeding himself like a big boy. After I turned off the camera, he asked for a napkin, then a glass of water!

Where is my baby disappearing to? After John fed himself breakfast, we had two back-to-back Big Boy Incidents. John was playing in the living room and began whining for his water (not asking, but whining). I told him that it was in the dining room, I pointed to it, and I told him to get it for himself . . . which he did. Then John went and poured some water on the kitchen floor for fun, which I don't mind except that last time he played with water in there, he slipped and slammed his head on the slate tiles. So I handed him a towel and asked him to clean up the water . . . which he did. Whoa.

In unrelated news: John has cut his top two canines! Now he has his bottom canines and all four second-year molars to go.