Good, Good, Good...

Ellie usually refuses to wear a bib. She hates it so much that even the tough to get off ones agravate her to the point of not wanting to eat. Yes, I'm a pushover, but I would rather have my picky eater eat, SO I usually don't even pull out a bib anymore. Ellie was wearing a new outfit today which I did not feel like dousing in stain spray, so I tried the bib.... this one was for you Nana and Emmie....apparently because it was a "special bib", she decided to keep it on - "My heart belongs to Grandma!" On another note, Ellie's first word besides mama and dada was 'good'... Lunch today was 'good' and messy :)