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... of spooning

I know. I probably shouldn't call it that. But it makes sense. He started to figure out how to use a fork the other day and yesterday I let him go at a cup of yogurt with a spoon. He did remarkably well! I think, as adults, we forget that using a fork and a spoon take different kinds of movements and positioning. At least, I forgot, until I started to try to get my 15 month old to feed himself.



This was more toward the beginning of the process. Again, like the forking, it degenerated and got significantly messier. Here he is about 5 minutes later.



The problem with this in between stage of kind of getting it but not really getting it is that now he is really possessive of his fork and spoon. So if we let him try to feed himself at any point, we aren't going to get the utensil back in order to help him speed up the process without an inappropriate mini-tantrum. I am not a fan of those and hopefully we can prevent them more as he gets older. The solution now is to have a back up utensil. So he holds one and if not much food is getting in, we offer him a bite on the back up, adult one while he continues to play with the other one. It's going to be quite the process, but when he finally gets it, it will sure make dinner time a bit easier. Cean-up: maybe not so much.
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