Tonight he squeezed his food packet all over both of us and in a moment of frustration I snatched it away and put the lid on it. We stared at each other and I felt my frustration just melt away. He doesn't know why he's turning down the food anymore than I do; he's not trying to be malicious, I had to remind myself.
Part of me wishes he could talk and tell me what he needs and wants, but he's already so big so fast! I want him to stay my sweet little baby boy! I cried a little bit tonight watching him play with his dad; he was interacting and mimicking Eric, throwing balls and laughing aloud. He's already so big but he's still so small.
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