Thursday, February 9, 2012


Guess who was up at four am starving to death?

That would be our 18 month old with the hollow leg. And it really was hunger, not a let's party moment. He had a bowl of oatmeal (for a picky eater, he really loves the stuff) and a handful of dry cereal that he ate politely with his spoon. He also had a dirty diaper after waking (maybe the reason he woke up to begin with and then realized he was hungry?) thanks to his new love of raw carrots, and the combination of Bolthouse smoothie and lentil soup I tried to beef up his diet with yesterday. Too much fiber, mommy fail moment.

He wasn't thrilled to be going back to his crib (he'd gotten eight hours of sleep at that point) so I put him in bed next to me. Sadly, just as he was drifting off, Chris' alarm started snoozing. Every time it would go off Otto would pop his head up in a drowsy haze and say one of the many words he knows for food before going back to sleep. "Apple?" "Hot?" My baby has food Tourette's!

Not sure what our plan is today (other than naps all around!)...hopefully this is just a phase that he will literally grow out of soon!

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