18 January 2010
On 'til the break of dawn
Seriously, why does this child hate food? The faces he pulls when I put anything in his mouth is just torture? Then most of it comes oozing right back out & then gets magically flung around on to his chair, his hair, his mother. It's not pretty.
On a happier note, he's 8 glorious months old today!! One one hand that seems so old considering the teensy tiny little bundle we brought home from the hospital. On the other hand it's hard to believe we can love someone so much that we've only known for 8 months. Don't tell him I said that - I'm trying to keep up a bit of a tough guy persona while the great food standoff continues. You can guess how well that will go.
Okay, I'm off to feed my son some milk since I can't depend on him getting nutrition from the food that is covering his goofy face. How old do they have to be before I can do the old "You're not leaving the table until you've eaten what's on your plate?" I don't know anyone who's done that outside of that great movie A River Runs Through It. Lordy, Brad Pitt was beautiful in that movie. Ahhhhh ... oh well, back to reality.
Oh wait, no! One more thing - bloody Prince William is coming to Australia tomorrow. How great is that? No Harry so I won't bother making plans to conveniently bump into him in Sydney but I thought it was funny that the future King/Old Lady man has decided to drop by.