Jack was a little
He wouldn't eat anything..that I wanted him to eat, anyway.
His nap time consisted of him throwing his pillow, blanket, sippy cup, and Buzz (his sleeping companion) out of his crib over and over until I knew there was no hope in getting him to nap.
And he seemed to be taking note of everything I put away and he would pull it back out again as soon as I left the room.
Sounds like fun, no?
But then about an hour before bedtime I sat in his room with a container of yogurt while he played. And it didn't take him long to see what I was eating, and he was sitting next to me waiting for a bite. After about a minute he obviously thought I wasn't feeding him fast enough so he took the spoon and yogurt away from me to feed himself.
How could I stay frustrated with him when he looks like this?
He was kind enough to leave me some...at least two whole bites.
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