I’m going to come clean. I was told that Thanksgiving was this great meal. In fact, I watched Grandma Jill cook for two days straight. She made all types of interesting dishes. I, of course, have no idea what any of them were, but they certainly looked yummy. (Dad note: they were!)
So I get all dressed up, expecting a break from my breast milk routine … and what happens? I get squat. Same old milk. And to add insult to injury, mommy sat me on her lap and ate over my head all night. What a tease!
(Don’t feel bad for me though – I got mommy and daddy back. I quickly learned that every time they brought me into this one particular room in Grandma & Grandpa’s house, it meant they wanted me to go to sleep. No matter how tired I was, I just went ballistic every time they tried to bring me into that room. Ha! That will show them to keep me from yummy food!)
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