Helping to Eat Dinner

Yesterday and Saturday you decided that at dinner time you were going to help me with me dinner. You'd grab the fork out of my hand and stand there trying to stab lettuce, croutons and little cocktail tomatoes. Mostly you'd try to feed them to me but from time to time you put a little, or huge, lettuce leaf in your mouth which you'd chew momentarily and then spit out.

I get the feeling it won't be a one time thing and even though it is quite inconvenient you're adorable doing it so I don't mind too much.