Dinner for Betsy
The time change is still messing with me. Suddenly it will be 6:30 and no one will have eaten dinner! Good thing I’d made baby food earlier in the day. Tonight Betsy had carrots for the first time and she really seemed to like them. Carson came over to the table and said “Good job eating, Betsy!”. He is a good big brother.
Another thing Carson has been doing lately is asking me to cry (I usually have to fake it) and then he says “Don’t cry mommy.” and gives me a hug. Sometimes the hug comes with another comforting phrase like, “Daddy’s coming home.” or “We go outside now.” or “Play with the ipad now.”
I love everything about this post! And for some reason Feedly has made me less likely to comment on posts. Dang that Google reader!!