You loved to eat. You loved baby food. Right after you started eating baby food you would eat at least 2 if not 3 jars of food at each sitting. Between me feeding you and you eating it we made a mess. You would have food everywhere. ON your bib, hair, clothes, face and even on me. I always told grandma it was your fault because even though you were eating you liked to look around so you would move your head. But I think it was actually my fault. You would take a bite and have it gone and your mouth open like a little bird before I even got the spoon into the jar to get another bite for you. You loved everything except for green veggies. I even tried buying the green veggies mixed with stuff to try an fool you but you still wouldn't eat them. I loved feeding you. Even when my arm was hurt and I only had one arm to use I would still sit on the floor and use one hand to feed you. We really made a mess then but we had fun.