Even before dinner has started cooking, we had a starving orphan fall on our kitchen floor in protest of not being fed. (notice the kitchen floor, clean....for an hour)
Yes, that is 5, count them, 5 pieces of spaghetti clinging to his face in an attempt to evade the mouth that could possibly consume them.
"You see, they are stuck right here"
The 5 hitch hikers didn't make it. Although there seems to be a lone ranger trying to hide in the fold of his elbow.
And here's where the shenanigans start.....
Hit the plate, shovel as much spaghetti in as fast as you can, and pick your plate clean (never mind the floor, table, chair, face, arms, or booster seat though)
"Daggum, lost a few on the floor.....and here's some milk to go with it.
Still shoveling, still picking plate clean
Riley had finished what was on his plate and it looks like he is trying to steal Jensen's plate while Jensen is busy "painting" his face with the sauce he has managed to get everywhere. (even the bottoms of his feet)
As if it doesn't get worse. Once 1 starts hitting HER plate, the others join in
I don't think we have ever had a more peaceful evening of dinner than tonight. Can't you see the relaxation on Tiffs face as the children are being so well mannered?