Again I feel like the little kid. 1st it was baby spoons, then straws, baby toothbrush, breaces wax, and now the corner. It easier to eat in a corner where no one can see or get a glimps. I'm ok with ot but I get that odd, "what's wrong with you but I can't ask"from peeps i know and work with, I don't want it from stangers. Plus everytime I tell te story it gets shorter!
So at sfo I find the mush food, cutting my food up with a plastic knife and fork is too much work. By the time I'd be done I'd be to tired to eat! Anyway I find a chair facing the window and enjoy all 20 mins it takea to eat a fruit/yogurt parfit!
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