Wednesday, December 26, 2012

And on his 150th day, August eats oats.

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A highchair has been standing tall in our kitchen ever since that day when I was seven months pregnant and Jared decided that it needed to be assembled right then and there. Because…well, why not? I did not have a suitable enough answer as I very pregnantly sat staring at him. So there it has been standing: a very tall, very empty, chair for a baby. A baby who eats food that include bowls and spoons and the ability to sit on it’s bum.


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But big news! A wee seven months later, little tiny bowls nestle in the cupboard, little tiny spoons sit in the utensil drawer, and a little tiny bum squirms in the chair. All of which make Jared and me go silly with joy. especially the bum.


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And with this new milestone of oat-eating, I am feeling more Mama than ever. And anything that makes me feel all Mama-esque is more than welcome. So bring. it. on.


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And I’ll be ready with the airplane sounds, Daddy will be ready with the camera, and we’ll both be ready with the cheers after each bite.


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