There are entire weeks during which I bring home the bacon, fry it up myself, and serve it with a smile every day. Those weeks are few and far between but they give me hope that I can have Supermom days every now and then. The rest of the weeks are much spottier and my husband helps make dinner on the days he gets home before I do.
Last night was one of those nights. By the time I got home he had fed the children and was cooking up some dinner for us. The meal was promising, but there was one problem:
Brady wasn’t finished eating.
Every time he caught a glimpse of another person with food in his or her hands or mouth, he ran over to that person to beg for more. How can you deny a hungry child? Over the course of the evening Brady ate:
1 hot dog
1 banana
The scraps of Kyle’s hot dog
1 pear
1 bowl of noodles
1 bite of my bratwurst
1 sugar cookie
another banana
All of that was on top of the dinner he ate at daycare before he even came home. No wonder he’s so massive. He’s not even 2 years old yet and he weighs over 35 pounds. Methinks we have a bruiser on our hands.
OMG – I thought Theo ate a lot! Must be a motivator for early potty training, if ya catch my drift.
I have to admit, I’m really jealous. All three of mine are underweight and we spend a lot of time trying to cajole them into eating. I dream of the day when they hit teenaged growth spurts and I make them a meal that they actually EAT. I can dream, can’t I?
My brother weighed 35 pounds at 6 months old! So, Brady’s not doing too badly, and he looks awfully cute!!!!
Very cute, and it is okay to be “solid’. Jax has days like that, but he was stuck on 32 lbs for almost a year, and now spurted up to 36, within about a month somehow.
Congrats on having Mr. HOP make dinner and get the boys squared away.
He’s the black hole of food. Watch out!