A Big Girl Moment

Sundays lately have been a day where Jason and Sydney spend quality time together, playing and of course watching football. It's a lazy day where we lounge in our jammies, and watch tv all day-even Syd. I don't think babies this young should be watching tv, but times like these (daddy-daughter time) don't bother me one bit.

Tonight, Jason made a delicious dinner for us while watching the World Series and I decided it was time Sydney got in on the action. So we sat her next to us on the couch, Boppy hugging her securely, with the intention that I would give her a taste of a real dinner off her very own baby spoon. I gathered her itty-bitty bite-sized pieces of chicken, steamed broccoli, and rice, and put them in her own little bowl. She took one bite off the spoon and decided she didn't want my help. I had to lay a towel down over her lap, hand over the bowl, and let her at it.



It was a moment of her independence, and a moment of me letting go. I know this is so minor an accomplishment compared to those that are coming, but it was major to me.

Sniff, sniff. My little girl is growing up...