Toss That Stain Stick!

My whole family went out to eat Sunday morning. We had a lovely brunch.

Little Miss of course decided that she wanted the chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream. Oh yeah, and that she wanted to eat them by herself. Fortunately, she did allow us to cut them for her.




She really liked them. In fact, any little bit that dropped off her fork was immediately popped into her mouth with her free hand (anyone else notice her using her left hand? Yay!) By the way, who sees the childless person sitting next to Little Miss who decided to wear white when going out to eat with small children? Ha, ha, ha, ha!



She's so proud of herself that she's able to use the fork all by herself. And get it into her mouth with a minimum of damage. Although I will admit that she somehow has whipped cream on the underside of her chin. But hey, who doesn't?


She really likes her pancakes! And she's so happy to be out to eat with Mommy and Daddy and Grandpa and Grandpa and Mister Man AND Auntie Megan.

By now, I suppose everyone's wondering why she's wearing a raincoat. In the middle of June. When it's not raining. Honestly, I don't have a good answer for that one other than she absolutely insisted. Then it dawned on me that a raincoat might work even better than a bib. That's the point at which I snapped it up!

And it really helps when Grandma and Auntie Megan have a bunch of wet wipes on hand. They can get her from both sides!

Eventually, she's clean. I promise. Just because I forgot to take that picture of her with her nice clean light pink dress doesn't mean it got chocolate on it. Really.

I think I'm going to go with this theory in the future. It's definitely easier than trying to make sure that she keeps totally clean or that I remember to get the stain stick on every stain. It's totally worth the weird looks by strangers. I wonder how old she'll be before I have to give this up.