What he is not doing is eating. The kid won't have anything to do with baby food. And it's an issue I'm pushing. Because once my kids start to eat cereal, they start to sleep through the night. And I want him to sleep throught the night. He's still waking up 3 times every night.
So. I've tried fruit. I've tried sweetening rice cereal with fruit juice. One day I got so desperate that I put in some Karo syrup.
That didn't work either.
So when Claire said she wanted to try feeding Weston, I thought, ... Why not? Couldn't hurt.
Claire could not be more excited.
Wes is just chillin' in the Bumbo. (A device with a warning label that says "Do not place on a table." Yes. I am aware.)
He has no idea that Claire is looking for permission from me to begin torturing him.
Until she begins torturing him. Look at that determined look. Look at that gag.
I don't think he likes banana applesauce.
He appeals to the heavens for relief.
And then he appeals to me with a look that says, "Are you taking pictures? Of my suffering?"
And I am officially the worst mother. Ever.
Until I get this face. And I feel better.
I think he does too.
I'm trying to not prematurely panic about being the Mom who breastfeeds her child through Kindergarten.
Sigh.













