
On Monday, we ate dinner at Grammy's house. Uncle John was in town from London to spend a week seeing Aunt Katie and doing wedding planning. We ate dinner together. We pulled Lucas up to the table in his booster seat. In order to keep him occupied while we ate, we gave him shredded cheese and squished up peices of baked potato. We were unable to catch on camera, him getting tired of trying to shovel the food in his mouth with his hands, and just leaning over to eat directly off the table with his mouth. We were all laughing at him. He didn't seem to notice. He was too busy trying to eat. Our little piggy.
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