Yes, well, quite literally, in fact. Mommy was brave and let me feed myself. I think I did a pretty darn good job, thank you very much. I didn't get any on the walls or ceiling! But, uh, I can't say much for the rest of the room. What isn't shown here is the big bath I got as soon as I put down the bowl and spoon. Mommy almost put me in a plastic bag to carry me up the stairs, but she was giggling too hard. We had a fun time. It must not have been that funny though--Mommy hasn't let me have control of the spoon since then. Rats! Maybe some time soon. Here's my application picture to the Clean-Your-Plate-Club of America.
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