He was supposed to "help" me to get the apple juice out of the fridge but he grabbed a block of butter and made a run for it. I'm not sure what it is that he likes the most, the feel of it as he pokes his fingers in and swirls them around, or the taste of butter (you can see the teethmarks in the block!).
Lucas refuses to sit in his high chair and now joins the big people at the table. He just about reaches with a pillow under his bum and really enjoys feeding himself with a spoon or fork.
