Reason #347 to envy babies:
Whenever babies eat, they get strapped into their chair in a 5-point harness. I don't care what you say, that's exciting. Even though it's probably just strained peas and carrots, it opens the possibility that lunch could involve skydiving or BASE jumping.
Even if there's not a freefall involved, you can just go to town on your food, and have no concerns about falling out of your chair. It happens to everyone at some point: You enter a trance where you become one with your food and lose your sense of self. Chicken Wings, corn on the cob, a juicy burger; Everyone has their own Achille's Veal.
And when you enter that state, you wish you could just demolish that sandwich without having to worry about things like gravity and balance, let alone getting sauce on your face.
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