In case you don't know baby sign language, he said "Please, more!" with no puckering or grimacing or anything! My poor husband felt a little cheated.
Please ignore the Steelers shirt. It belongs to daycare, not to us.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Happiness and Disappointment
Here's the good news: the little guy is now the small-to-medium guy. He has officially moved from the 5-10th percentile in height to the 10-25th percentile. Wahoo! Look at that tall (well, taller than he was) boy!
After dinner tonight, the little guy's dad gave him a really strong salt and vinegar potato chip. I can barely eat them without pulling a face. This is how the little dude reacted.
In case you don't know baby sign language, he said "Please, more!" with no puckering or grimacing or anything! My poor husband felt a little cheated.
Please ignore the Steelers shirt. It belongs to daycare, not to us.
In case you don't know baby sign language, he said "Please, more!" with no puckering or grimacing or anything! My poor husband felt a little cheated.
Please ignore the Steelers shirt. It belongs to daycare, not to us.
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The booger's grandma likes salty snacks, too! It's genetic. love Grandma
ReplyDeleteDouble-genetic! Cay would rather have a bag of Cape Cod potato chips than all the cookies in the world.
ReplyDelete(Next time we're up there, you and Cay can find a quiet corner and eat cashews and chips all evening.)
Gramps
OK, never mind ... I'm still totally mixing up Nana and Grandma (my own wife).
ReplyDeleteIt's the flu ... my brain is addled.
Gramps