Davy Channels Molly

We left our dishes on the table after dinner, and about an hour later Davy climbed up on a kitchen chair and continued eating. One of the reasons I leave food on the table is Davy knows he can eat on the table. Anyway, he reached in Joe's bowl (not his own, mind you), pulls out a hunk of pot roast, and gnaws on it. Sound familiar? Anyone?

My big accomplishment the past two days has been making dinner. Normally this wouldn't be an accomplishment, but yesterday I was gone all day getting meat -- which I then had to put away -- and today I babysat my grandma for 4 hours. I definitely wanted take out both nights. But I resisted the urge to order in. Last night was chicken, mashed potatoes, & corn on the cob and tonight was pot roast with carrots, red potatoes, red peppers, onion and corn bread.