- We are at a Mexican restaurant toniight for dinner. Kate is feeding her daddy tortilla chips with just a drop of salsa on them. She is so proud she is helping daddy and has this adorable smile that only a 2 year old can have. Hubby is getting tired of eating pretty dry chips. I tell her that she needs to stop feeding daddy and that he can do it himself. About a minute later, I see hubby’s arm reaching for a chip. Halfway up his arm I see Kate’s little hand guiding his. She has an even bigger smile on her face. My 2 and a half year old is already figuring out how to get around what I say so she can do what she wants. I am in trouble!