Helping Out

People always say I look like my Dad. What do you think?



One thing's for sure - I sure like to help him out around the house. See, he needs help taking my high-chair down.



So does Mom I guess. Must be stuck or something.



We had to switch to the bigger high-chair so there was less distance between the table and my mouth, thus less food in my lap. You see, I'm a bit if a messy eater. But I get the job done (yes, that is spinach on my left ear).