"Gabe's" New Table

So I got myself a new side table today (thanks to my birthday gift cards!), and Gabe seems to think that it's his.  He says, "I love my new table!"  He ate 3 bowls of Pirate's Booty and 3 bananas this afternoon at "his" table, just because he wanted to keep eating at it.  And when he wasn't playing nice and I told him that he needed to take a break from the train table, he went behind "his" table and read a book.  According to Gabe, the table is "nice and comfortable."  I guess if the table helps us get some fruits or veggies into him and provides him a quiet place to get himself together, I should let him feel as if it's his....  heck, maybe I should buy more of these tables and put them all over the house!

Here's Gabe's new table:

Having my snack at my new table

Playing behind my new table

Both boys playing at the table

Still playing at the table (and getting finger prints all over it.  Gah!!!)