This morning, I tried every trick in the book to get some oatmeal into my starving Pippi.
But the stubborn child would flail and fling until the oatmeal would end up on the walls, down the front of her, or on the floor.
Cue music…..of a superhero flying in to save the day.
Scout grabbed the exact same spoon.
Then spooned some of the exact same oatmeal towards her.
Her response?
A big, open-wide mouth!
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Scout just has those baby-whispering genes.