have you seen the little piggies?

spending time in that strawberry patch must have flipped a switch in the old evester's little head (she really does have a little head).

this week, she started eating her dinner in the fancy german modernist high chair that we bought for her ages ago, when the eve was still a jordan. in these pictures, the high chair doesn't appear to be nearly as sleek and austere as it really is, but that's because i fashioned a cushion for that little pups's little head so that she could start getting her munchins and crunchins in her own seat instead of being held by one of us. the cushion is a lovely bath towel that is taped together in the back. i think this bit of ingenuity on my part proves that i'm john locke to ted's jack 'hero' on 'lost.'

anyway, the pups loves her chair almost as much as she loves eating. after every bite, she's discovered that she can bang the tray and make a very nice sound that conveys satisfaction and the impossibility of being satiated simultaneously. in these pictures, she's trying to get avocado out of a bowl by foregoing the spoon, and chilling with prunes plastered all over her face. i bet that diaper was fun at daycare the next day.

the first picture in this post was taken one morning this week. instead of lying on her back and talking to me while i get ready, she's started sitting up and playing with an assortment of toys. eve's first law of thermodynamics is that if there is one toy, there must always be another present, for i, as a baby, have two hands at all times. ted just pointed out to me that he holds the same rule, but it applies to pillows instead of toys. nice.