Today J and I went to Birch Run to get JW his Father's Day present. After a few stores, he was getting restless, so I sat down on one of the benches to nurse him. When we were done, I wondered why he wasn't sitting up. It turns out that his little finger was stuck in the holes in the bench--he couldn't get it out, but he kept pulling, as I was trying to get him to stop pulling. I finally just yanked it out, and I was so sad, he was crying. It was a little red and swollen, but he could move it fine, and it got better throughout the evening, so I think it's ok, but Dr. Mommy was scared. To make it up to him, I bought him some cute clothes at Carter's and a little puppy dog that barks when you pull the string. "Can't buy me love..."
Also, JW and I have been struggling to get J to eat more than cheese and fruit and cheerios. He won't touch bread, pancakes, waffles, mac and cheese, or banana muffins. Tonight for dinner I made an Indian chicken recipe with curry sauce and cauliflower, and he gobbled it up! Who knew? He's an international sort of dude. I'll take it.
Also, JW and I have been struggling to get J to eat more than cheese and fruit and cheerios. He won't touch bread, pancakes, waffles, mac and cheese, or banana muffins. Tonight for dinner I made an Indian chicken recipe with curry sauce and cauliflower, and he gobbled it up! Who knew? He's an international sort of dude. I'll take it.
Love your new look! Don't worry too much about the finger. Hads has two zebra stripes down her forehead because the doorframe jumped out and attacked her.
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