Why does it have to pass so quickly? Or maybe it feels quick because my uterus is closed for business, and Tyke is it for us. He will forever be the baby... at least he better be.
Ever since I can remember, he has been sleeping 10 to 12 hours a night. Nice, right? Yeah. Well the past week, he has decided the he's absolutely starving at about 2 am. Apparently I don't do 2 am very well. So here's my solution... more food. He's happy about it, and loved every bite of his rice cereal. I remember when I started Crew on rice- there were tears and lots of gagging and flailing around. Tyke? Not so much. Maybe he's developed an early body image complex, and is eager to pack on the pounds. Maybe he feels the pressure of having a meat head for a brother. Maybe I should start him on some sort of Creatine. Maybe not.
Dale happened to be home for a minuet. He left about 6 am snuck away for the last 2 hours of church, got called into the E.R. on the way home from church, went in, came home fed the little dude, and left to go back into work. Sunday's ain't what they used to be. :) While feeding Tyke- if he didn't shovel it in fast enough, he resorted to his feet. Whatever works kiddo.
I wasn't ready for the food stage of this ones life. In fact I haven't been ready for any new stage. He's my baby. Sniff, sniff. I really should get him into the doctor for his 4 month check-up... seeing as how he's 5 months. I could lie and say that he's got an appointment, but I won't. He doesn't. In fact, I'm not even sure who his doctor is. He may be in a hurry- but obviously, I'm not.
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he is so cute i just want to eat thoes toes myself. maybe we will see him someday soon
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