Latest development here in babytown is that Sam has started to feed himself. Just little crumbled up bits of puffs, but it's a start. He still refuses to hold his own bottle, which I'm fine with since I enjoy holding him on my lap and feeding him. But he will drink on his own from a sippy cup and wrestle cakey little bits of puffs in the general direction of his mouth. And I think he's just as proud of himself as I am of him.
Extreme Nom Nom face, or caught mid raspberry blowing?