We were on our way out and the second stepped back after putting on his shoes, I had a 'holy crap' moment. I was looking into the face of a little boy -- where did my baby go??
"Enough, Mom! I'm trying to get my eat on."
The calm after the storm. He was even relaxed in the bathtub, not swimming around like he usually does. I can only assumed his belly was stuffed to its max.
I know he has a goofy look on his face, but that's because we were mid-convo. I absolutely love when he looks at me, locks eyes, and starts babbling, as if I know what he's saying.
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