Joining us at the table

This week we decided it was time Owen join us at the table. He seems to like it much better than sitting in the corner in his high-chair. As always, however, any transition means some sort of new dilemma. Now that Owen is using a plate and utensils we are always on high alert for flying food. Already, he's tossed a plate of spaghetti on the floor and likes to fling oatmeal off his spoon. I keep telling myself that this is just a phase, and that he won't always treat his plate as a frisbee and his utensils as drum sticks. Until we've completely conquered this problem, Owen's chair will be sitting on a large plastic mat.