Mr. Independent

I can't really recall much about bringing up my children. I remember the big milestones but not the small ones. I know that I must have fed them but don't remember sitting at the kitchen table with them. I don't remember when they started to feed themselves. I am getting a second chance at these wonderful milestones with my grandson. Since it is school vacation week I did not see him for a few days. When I babysat for him last night, he was Mr. Independent. I put down his plate of ravioli and picked up the fork to feed him. He said, "No, no, no" and took the fork out of my hand. He proceeded to eat the entire plate of food, one piece at a time, very neatly. Midway through the meal, he wiped the sauce from his mouth. When he was finished, he turned the bowl to me and said, "All done". The baby has become a toddler and I am so proud of him.