Sadie -
You and your mom and I ate at your mom's favorite place tonight: BD's Mongolian Grill. We set you up at the table in a high chair and gave you tortilla and some peas that we brought from home.
Peas are a little hard for you to grip, so for every one you got in your mouth, about three or four fell on the floor. By the end of our time there, peas surrounded the entire side of the table you were on.
Your Grandpa would have said that someone "pea-ed on the floor" (a reference to a silly story I'll tell you when you are older...)
The waiter said I didn't have to clean them up, but I didn't mind. I am just so glad you are adapting so well to eating table food.
- Dad
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