So I really wasn’t ready for this whole Miss Independent Thing to happen so early. I figured I had a few years before she started asking for the car keys and permission to go backpacking across Europe.

We are now at the age of Let Me Do It Myself. The latest development? The child with limited motor skills wants to feed herself.

Feeding herself

Success rate: about 40% in the mouth. If she were playing baseball, that would be a batting title.

We’ve also started playing the I will dump all of the media from the Shaky and Possibly a Safety Hazard Media Stand while you pick up after me game.

This game is not so fun for picker upper, but sometimes it occupies her long enough for me to brush my teeth.

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