A few more tibits...

Recently, we have moved Grayson off his highchair to his booster seat. He now eats at the dinning table, like regular people do. He likes it much better. Lots of times, when I am sitting across the table from him, we conversate. However, most of the time is a "screaming match". Other than his routine "row call", he would also yell out "BaBa...BaBa...BaBa!" continuously. Because I am a man with good manners, I return the favor by screaming his name over and over. This back and forth can sometimes last up to 5 minutes!

Something else he does at the dining table is actually kinda gross. Whenever he sees one of his favorite foods (cheese, tea, etc.), G would spit out whatever in his mouth at the very moment just so that he can make room for his favorite foods. It is so gross yet oh so funny.

R