When I'm feeding Matthew, I usually put Elizabeth in a baby seat/ rocker right next to Matthew's high chair. She loves the interaction and loves watching big brother Matthew, who enjoys babbling to her.
Sometimes, I step away for a few quick seconds to grab something from the kitchen. It's usually an uneventful few seconds. Today, however, I was four steps away when I turned around to see Matthew showering his little sister with milk. Thankfully, it wasn't a whole cup's worth. After a quick "no, no!" and redirection (and quick snapshot of the crime scene), I wiped the milk droplets off of Elizabeth's face, arms, and legs. Surprisingly, she wasn't the least bit upset. Our opportunistic cat, Yuri, found a small puddle of milk on the floor and happily lapped it up.
You may not see the cute little horns holding up Matthew's halo in this photo but his big naughty grin says it all!