Lunchtime is always eventful around here. If we can keep Abby's hands out of the yogurt, it's a win. Usually, she's just been asking for bacon. Huh? She's turned into a teenage boy. Over the holiday, we documented some of it.
Lunch often goes something like this. Abby stares off into space. "Abs. Eat your lunch, monkey."
"oh." She says.
"Hey! Can I have some bacon, please?"
And then there's Fordy. Just happy to get his paws on any bit of food that's around. A pea. A crumb. But not really rice cereal. And as long as he's out of that high chair...happy, happy, happy...
546. Christmas successfully taken down
547. the same old soup making the same great impression of abby
548. Fordy talking our ears off
549. knowing what a healthy child looks like
550. sleep! wonderful sleep
2 comments:
I know everyone tells you this.... BUT, this time will pass so quickly and you will love having these pictures to remind you what it once was like... Precious times!!!
xoxoxo little grandma
Hi Jill,
Great picture's!
Abby looks so pretty,her hair is getting long!
Love the one curl!
Ford is a joy!
What a Smile!
Great pictures of your Mom
You two are so gentle and KIND!
Love All
Don't worry first borns are all funny eaters
Then they grow and eat everything!
Love & Hugs
Grandmama
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