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Oh wait, there's a spoon in my mouth, with food on it. Mmmm.

[Swallow.]

GONE! WHERE IS MY FOOD?

Hungry. Starving. FEEEEEED -- oh, there's a spoon again. With food again. Oh, thank God.

[Swallow.]

Where'd the food go? Dying. Dying of hunger. Oh, another spoon. Food on it. Yes! 

Don't scrape that stuff off my face and try to feed it to me - give me a real bite, a big one, or I will DIE. 

[Swallow.] 

Gone. There is nothing in my mouth. My stomach is empty. Dying. Of. Hunger. Seriously, they are just going to let me starve to death right here, righ-- a spoon! A bite of food! Rejoice!   

[This basic thought process repeats until two adult-sized bowls of baby cereal, one large jar of baby food, some cereal puffs and a whole bottle have been consumed -- or, for those of you who don't have a nine-month-old, a serious lot of food. Then, he looks up.]

Mama! You're here! [Ear to ear smiles.] Hi, Mama!