The Ritual of Feeding

~In which little F-. occupies centerstage, yet again~

My previous post introduced little F-., my visitor of a couple of weeks ago. Upon re-reading that post, I noticed that I had left out one rather important episode of that evening... the feeding of F-. From the previous post, the reader might have had the impression that F-. is a very well-behaved being, filled with goodwill and peace. This is true. To a large extent, actually. Thus it was, that she decided to teach us patience and dexterity in a game she would call (if she could speak) feeding.

This is how it progresses. You need:
1. Little F-. (1x)
2. Stools (3x)
3. Little F-.'s mother (1x)
4. Me (1x)
5. A little plastic bowl