1/10 full or 9/10 empty?

He's very pleased to be feeding himself with a spoon these days, and he's begging to use a regular cup.  But he only gets to practice when we're away from home or when Ruth leaves hers near the edge of the table.  I tell myself, "No crying over spilt milk.  No crying over spilt milk.  No crying over..."

In other news, we had three new recipes tonight for supper:  chicken maque choue, fresh herb bread, and chocolate cheesecake pudding.  Too much work, but definitely tasty!