So an interesting thing happened the other day. Ricky was sitting in his high chair and suddenly started laughing like he had just seen the funniest thing in the world. I look over, and the dog is scarfing food off of the floor. The he holds out his had – with a single Cheerio in it – for the dog to start nuzzling. The giggling starts, the Cheerio drops and the dog laps it up off the floor. Ohmigosh. My child has learned to feed the dog.
This goes on (with lots of laughing and encouragement from mama) until I finally decide we’re done with lunch. And then dinner rolls around. Suddenly, Ricky’s handing pieces of tator tots to the dog. Who is now seeming to say, “tatoe tots? we best fwiends now” (In case you didn’t know, my dog can’t pronounce “r”s). Giggles and hilariousness abound, again – until I took away the tray. And again, I’m sitting there egging the whole thing on because it’s absolutely hilarious.
Fast forward to last night, when I’m feeding Ricky some dinner and trying to order Chinese food for me and the hubs. I turn to see him putting a cracker in the dog’s mouth, removing it and TRYING TO EAT IT HIMSELF. Omg. Now THIS is not what mommy signed up for. I have created a monster! Ok, not really a monster. But that’s totally gross. And now – much like the whole dog-getting-her-own-ice trick – I’ve really created a situation for myself.
So: tell me in the comments, what did YOU do when your child started feeding the dog (or cat, goat, donkey, what have you) off of their highchair tray?