Max had his dinner at his drawing table last night. I was rather proud of him!
He sat and ate his dinner and never once got up
He wanted to run around with his fork in his mouth
He wanted to throw his lasagne around
He did not want his plate taken away.
Baby steps, tomorrow I might just put him back in his highchair ... for a rest!
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