Manners, what manners?

O is usually such a well-behaved fella when he's eating. He always sits patiently in his high chair and enjoys some Puffs while we fix his dinner. (I'm not kidding - he is quiet and sits with his mouth open like a little baby bird waiting for us to feed him.)

Last night, however, he found it amusing to push his tongue out every time I tried to give him a spoonful of peaches. Then, with his entire mouth full of mixed turkey and rice and peaches (yum), he blew it all over the kitchen - on mommy, on his high chair, on the floor - it was everywhere. Of course, I was hysterical but trying not to laugh. And yes, those are peaches on his forehead!