Sometimes I don’t know how much is too much. I mean, this kid! He can eat! This morning: two containers of yogurt, a bowl of rice crispies, a mini donut, a 1/2 piece of daddy’s coffee cake, strawberries, and he’s still going to the refrigerator and signing to me, hungry & please. Ummmm…really? When should this become concerning? I mean, he’s still only in the 30th percentile for height and weight – clearly this kid has a hummingbird metabolism! And an elephant appetite apparently. š
I cannot even fathom what having him as a teenager will be like! š