I’ve been reluctant to give Callie a spoon. You know, messy clothes, messy floors, and all that jazz…. But she’s two, and it’s far past time to teach her to feed herself with something other than those hands. Of course I introduced her to the idea of holding her own spoon quite some time ago, but I’ve never really let her “go for it”. Well today she went for it. She did okay with her chocolate pudding, but we need A LOT of practice. Even still, I rewarded her with a Fudgsicle (chocolate followed by chocolate, I know – should be against the law). Of course, we had to hit the tub immediately afterward.