You sit in the highchair, wearing a bib with a cartoon character on it, feeling embarrassed as Samantha spoon-fed you your pureed dinner.

Here comes the airplane, Maxie! Samantha said in a sing-song voice, pretending the spoon was an airplane flying towards your mouth.

You sigh and open your mouth, letting her feed you.

Good job, baby sister! Samantha praised, wiping your mouth with a cloth.