I no longer have high expectations for tiny people's mealtime tidiness (like i did when i wore those rose-colored glasses they give you upon the birth of your first child. Nobody told me you had to give those back after the birth of #2!!).
Instead, I thank God for dishrags and running water.
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Ah, the memories of cups constantly being bumped and spilling everwhere. The floor with bits and pieces of various food decorating it. Ah, yes...I really don't miss those times. =}
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