food fight

We had our first food fight with Connor last night. Well first unless you count the 20 minute battle with picking up his milk cup a couple months ago which technically wasn't 'food' but anyway. He sits at the bench with Micah now because he thinks he's a big boy and that's what big boys do. However, that means he's not strapped in and can get up and down on his own. Every meal he tries to travel during the whole thing instead of just sitting which just means we get up and put him back down and he usually gets over it. Last night not so much. He was determined to be finished and I was determined he was not. After 15 minutes (which in hindsight doesn't seem to long but in real time seemed like it lasted FOREVER!) of screaming mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama over and over and trying to crawl over the table and lying down on the bench he FINALLY ate some more food. The best part was when he did Zach and I got so excited for him he beamed. Zach calls it his Jessica face which I don't know about since I didn't grow up with Jess but he finds it adorable and I was thrilled that we won and he was proud he listened. phew! Can't wait for dinner tonight ;)