My Smart Lad

My darlings have been getting up every 2 - 3 hours for the past week. This is pretty frustrating after getting used to a 5 - 6 hour sleep every night, so last night I thought “I’ll go in and pat and rock and see if I can get J. to go back to sleep without food.” Ha. I walked in and he saw me and his face lit up. I patted him and his face promptly fell and got this very worried look on it.

Guess who got fed?

As I walked him from his room to mine I realized I didn’t have a spit up cloth, so I went back to get one and he started to whimper the moment I re-entered his room, then stopped the moment I left it.

This kid knows what he wants and knows where he gets it.

Stumble it!

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