"Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of. but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards." --Robert Heinlein.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Baby X's new nickname may be Hobbit related.** By 10:30*** this morning he'd already had: 2 bowls of oatmeal, and three pieces of bread with jam on them. The two bowls of oatmeal were right in a row. Then he took a break. Then he came to me again saying, "breakfast, breakfast. Bread. Fridge." Which means he wants more food (most of his food requests are for "breakfast" or "snack snack"). He does this most mornings now. If only he ate this well at dinner time. *This is him on his birthday after stealing the Cool Whip from the fridge.
**Except he's in the 100th percentile for height and while my Lord of the Rings expertise isn't fantastic, I'm pretty sure Hobbits were short.
***And keep in mind, we're not morning people. It's not like First Breakfast was at 6. He ate his oatmeal at about 9.
An avid reader, sometimes writer, wife, mom, homeschooler, baker of yummy treats. I grew up in California, jumped around the United States (Kansas, Virginia, Ohio) and somehow ended up in Beijing China.