The Beautiful Simplicity of Children

We eat 3, sometimes 4 (if you believe Taco Bell's new ad campaign) a day. We don't think twice about it. We slam down food, usually in the midst of conversation or, as I have found, in the midst of continuing to work. Somewhere along the line food become just another item of our daily progress. Sometimes, we have a "dining experience" but more often than not, it's merely the ingestion of sustenance.

Not so with a child, especially a one-year old. Jack relishes (no pun intended) the opportunity to eat. Not only does he know how to tell you that he wants something to eat (pointing to his mouth, seriously) but he'll spend a good 30 minutes in his high-chair examining pieces of various fruits and vegetables, slowly consuming each piece with gusto. Usually, he sings, chatters, as temptation for his two feline friends, and, if we're lucky, uses the food items as projectiles. Some of our best pictures of Jack have come during meals. Here's a trio to enjoy:





Peekaboo!


If a kid throws food in a restaurant, it's humorous. If a grown-up throws food in a crowded restaurant, it's called assault. Oh to be a kid again.