Let's Feed that Baby

I dedicate today's post to Grandma Sue (Mike's mom). I am certain this story will tickle her pink.

Sue has a special little attraction for that Gerber baby.

Starting way back with her own kids, every time a Gerber meal was served, she always held the spoon up to the picture of the Gerber baby on the label and said, "Let's feed that baby too." And she would alternate bites between the real baby and the pretend baby on the label.

Sue has continued this little meal time tradition with her grand kids, starting with Sidney, then CeCe, and now Cayman.

Oh the laughs and jokes we have made as we've teased Sue over how dorky this is. And the fantastic person that she is, she'd laugh right along with us and never stop making sure that that Gerber baby got fed too.

Well yesterday, Cayman was sitting on my lap as I fed her an afternoon snack of Gerber Pears. She's typically wiggly and doesn't sit still. So at first I didn't think anything much of it when she kept leaning and fidgeting on my lap. Then I began to notice she kept fixating her attention to the jar of baby food I was holding. More specifically, she continued to lean around to stare at the right side of the jar. When I looked down toward the direction of her gaze, I saw that Gerber baby.

I burst out laughing and turned the Gerber baby toward Cayman so she could look straight on at it. She stared at it and then you won't believe what happened next...

I fed that baby.

Oh no, I have joined the ranks of the dorkiness.