Now picture what it would look like after I tried to regain some semblance of authority over the situation by prying the spoon out of my baby's surprisingly strong grasp. And, while I was distracted by regaining control over said eating utensil, Banner made a play for the bowl, grabbed a handful of oatmeal and shoved it in his face.
You, my friends, would be left with this:
And because I am a complete idiot, I bathed the little monster BEFORE giving him cereal. Which means he had oatmeal stuck in his peach fuzz for a full twenty four hours until his next bath. Daycare must think I am the parent of the year.
Not pictured: What my person, clothes and living room looked like after this experience. I'll leave that up to your imagination. I am going to cover my house and furniture in plastic.