Carley appeared wearing another cutesy baby outfit with snaps on the crotch. She tiptoed to the table and got help into the booster seat. She frowned at the baby bottle but then quietly took a spoon and began to eat the oatmeal. “Mmm,” she said. The oatmeal was surprisingly flavorful. The last oatmeal she remembered having was bland mush. Once the bowl was empty, she tried to leave the table without drinking the milk.
“Baby, you forgot your milkies. Drink your ba-ba for Mommy,” Crystal said. The Little sighed at the indignity of having to drink from a bottle, but what did she expect? She climbed back into the booster seat and put the nipple to her lips. “Be careful, baby, do you want me to hold it for you?” Crystal offered.