Genevieve Khan

Genevieve has no table manners in fact she eats like a twelfth century warlord. She eats with gusto. So much so that when she drinks rivulets pour out the corners of her mouth. Food covers her face and hands (and sometimes the floor and walls). She pounds on her tray demanding more food or drink.

She'll sometimes demand fealty by putting her hand out to be kissed. Even though it is encrusted with food I'll often give it a little peck.

As her loyal vassal she'll reward me for obedience with food from her tray. She'll grab a fistful of food and hold it out to me with an expectant look in her eye. As I take a bit of food from her fingers she cackles with glee. Sometimes she is playful and at the last second will snatch the food out of my reach and stuff it into her own mouth. This causes her to spasm with joy.

Of course when dinner is over it is time to clean her off. She may want to eat like a warlord but we don't let her walk around in her filth. Post dinner clean-up has become a four stage process.

1. Wet paper towels - We wipe her face, hands and tray. With some of the more messy meals more than one towel is required.
   
2. Remove large food particles - We pick the large food particles out of her hair, off her clothes and her seat.
3. Hose her down - We turn on the faucet and let her wash her hands while we wash her face. She thinks she's just playing with the sink but we know better.
4. Mop the floor - pick up any stray food particles that mysteriously made their way to the floor. We need a dog.

Of course this clean up doesn't always get everything. While changing her for bed, I've found food from dinner in her diaper. She is wearing a diaper, a onesie (sealed at the waist), pants, a shirt and a bib. How food is getting in there is anybody's guess.

Here is a photo of Genevieve Khan contemplating our fate: