I'm sure he got enough, Mom. It is the learning that counts.For some really cool pictures, give him chocolate pudding.
You know, a friend of mine's baby refuses to get food or dirt on him. If anything gets on his clothes or hands or face, he pitches a hissy until we wipe him clean. This seems like more fun.And just so you know, I'm an ocean away, making baby and cooing noises to my computer screen. :)
Quilly, if chocolate pudding is anything like chocolate custard, I'm staying away from that - it's not pretty when it comes out the other end!Lenina, you are so clucky right now, aren't you?!
Lol! I had to look up clucky, and the definition was - Australian slang for eager to have children, as I'm sure you know. :) You hit the nail on the head. I work at a daycare, I babysit all the time, I'm constantly playing with children. I want a baby now, but we're going to have to wait until we're better able to support a family. So I'll just be content at borrowing other people's children for now.
That's a good idea. There's never a right time to have children, but there's certainly better and worse times.
At least you can always give other people's children back when you've had enough of them.When it's your own, you've got no choice. You have to deal with them.Still, I wouldn't swap him for the world...
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