I believe my boys are two of the messiest eaters ever to be born. No matter how hard I try to catch the food they spit or fling I just can't keep up. And while I'm helping one boy to eat the other boy is rubbing carrots into his eyes.
Feeding time was the most dreaded time of day. Every time they would get hungry I would cry harder than them wondering how I could deal with the mess one more time. I had to change the boys after every meal. Laundry was piling up and the carpet under their high chairs was an embarrassment.
So, I developed a system: feed 'em naked and hose 'em off in the sink afterwards.
It has changed my life. No more baby food encrusted onesies. No more making a thousand trips to the sink to rinse off wash cloths.
I might start feeding Dan this way to cut back on ketchup stains on his work shirts.
And yes, the boys were eating cake for breakfast. Is that a problem?