The things daddy says...

This may be a new edition to my blog.

Set scene:
Tonight at dinner we had spaghetti and meatballs.
Chad pulls back from the table, looks down and sees he has spilled sauce all down his shirt.
We both sigh.

Me: "Seriously, Baby Leighton has no food on her clothes."
Daddy: "Well, she has a competent adult feeding her, I don't."