sweet 'taters
One day he'll eat food. One day you'll read a post about how my grocery bill is $300 a week trying to keep three growing boys fed. But for now, Everett doesn't really eat. A few times a week we'll attempt it, and I'll realize after 30 minutes of effort and a huge mess that he's consumed half of a 2 ounce jar of babyfood. A jar of babyfood that has a total of 70 calories. Meaning he's taken in about 20 calories (subtracting 15 for what is left on his face, bib, and tray), and expended at least 298 calories fighting me on it.
So he's probably losing weight by eating. Hmmm... too bad that doesn't work for 32 year old mommies.

So he's probably losing weight by eating. Hmmm... too bad that doesn't work for 32 year old mommies.




1 Comments:
I hear ya! I used to have to make Macy laugh while I was feeding her so she would open her mouth wide, then I'd jab the spoon full of baby food in her mouth. Which, really wore me out every meal especially on days I didn't feel like being funny! Gretchen, he's such a cutie and Shannon told me how much of a snuggler he is! Ahh!
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