Bye-Bye Dinner

This shouldn't be funny, and we shouldn't laugh. Last night at dinner (we splurged on steak, potatoes, and steamed broccoli at home), Isaac decided to sample each bite on his high chair tray, make a face, take it back out of his mouth (with his fingers), lean over his tray, dropping said pre-tasted bite on the floor, after which he was compelled by some unknown force to sing, "bye-bye!" It kind of reminded me of Joe's Crab Shack, except instead of a bachelorette turning her back on swinging singledom, the exile of a perfectly good dinner.