Phase One: After crying to communicate the need, he is properly prepped and ready for bottle insertion. He may even stop yelling for a second under the hope that we might actually feed him.
Phase Two: Chug-a-lug. LOVE that he brings his hands to his chest like this almost every time.
Phase Three: Attempting to burp mid-bottle. Pete HATES that we interrupt him, and is amazingly strong willed. He pulls back to a lying position with all of his strength, and manages to overpower us about 50% of the time. Much grunting and mild fussing ensues.
Waiting for more.
More Milk please.
(Cue the hands.)
Burping later on in the bottle often takes a bit less struggle.
With this being the end result.
Ready to do it all over again in a couple hours!
I love his (not so) little clasped hands! Looks like he is THANKFUL for his food!!
ReplyDeleteSo precious. Your posts always make me smile. Say hi to Pete from me, I am sure he remembers his favorite Ohioian. -Amanda B.
ReplyDeleteLove the play by play makes me feel like I'm there! Miss you! -Lacey
ReplyDeleteThis is great!
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