It feels like this past week or so has hit warp speed. It seems like Clark has grown double in size and is moving so much that I can't keep up. Every day he wakes up with his hair more feathered, the desire--more like demand-- to eat solid food and the ability to move faster/longer/further.
|Feathered in Full Effect|
Left sock off? Check. Roll across the room like a brightly colored burrito? Double Check.
Clark had on 3 layers, 2 hats, my puffer vest and a blanket. He was happy and warm. I thought it was innovative, but people kept pointing and laughing. I can only assume they were cold and jealous they didn't come up with this genius idea.
There were tons of people, beers were 7 dollars a piece and we didn't recognize the band playing, but it was fun.
Back at home, Clark has become a garbage disposal. I spent 2 hours making up what I thought was a week or so worth of baby food for him. It lasted 3 days. Chicken, rice, peas, noodles, peaches, apples, bananas and pears. He also eats yogurt, cottage cheese and whatever else I have on hand. He is refusing to take a bottle and only wants food, he is growing up too fast!
Frazier has very quickly figured out his new favorite spot in the house. And Clark has quickly figured out that feeding the dog is totally awesome.