He naps a lot these days.
And grows. His feet are probably 2 sizes bigger already.
Than last week.
I just bought him flip flops.
They were man flip flops.
Last night I asked him how many hot dogs he wanted.
He said 3.
After he finished those he said,
"Hey Mom, are there any more cheeseburgers left?"
I remember the days when I'd get a 4 piece chicken nugget meal at Chick-Fil-A and the kids would split it.
Of course, I also remember the day when David weighed 4.5 pounds was the same size as a Buzz Lightyear toy.
Those were good days. But these are better.
I may just finally get around to leaning how to cook so I can feed this kid.
When he wakes up from his nap, that is.