Nurture or Nurture?

One thing we've both struggled with over the past couple of weeks is fitting in meals. When your child is making like a sack of potatoes on your lap, the last thing you want to do is to disturb his peaceful rest so you can have a snack. But it's pretty vital of course, especially for Alison. So you figure out ways. For me tonight, this meant my entire dinner was consumed flat on my back. With a kid on my chest. Using one delicately perched plate and a fork.

Alison's task was more hazardous: don't spill ice cream on Gabriel. As shown here, she succeeded.

Someday Gabriel will forgive us.