Just when you think it won't happen to you

It does.

Last of the jarred baby food- prunes to be exact. Prunes that have been sitting innocently in the pantry for a few months. Prunes that turned into tug-a-war with the spoon which turned to catapult-prune-bomb all over my face. Prunes that turned into a big mess, and will be another big prune mess in a few hours- bleh.

You can tell Jack feels really bad about the whole thing.

Its finger foods for now on kid.