the littlest frat boy

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Putting the Dillo to bed last night was an exercise in comedy. He was veeeerry tired, eyes blearily one-quarter open, crawling staggeringly to me and pressing his face into my neck, giving me big wet open-mouthed kisses. You could practically hear him slurring, "No, really, I love you, man!" like a teeny-weeny drunken beer-guzzler. The he'd flop over and doze off, but wake up 30 seconds later with a twitch to come back and love on me some more.

He's such a jolly round little dude - round-headed, round-bummed, round-thighed. A round nut of a head. He can wave now, and has begun to cruise in earnest. Entering the phase where there will be many bonks, and skinned noses.

At school they're transitioned to giving him real person food that they make (rather than baby food that we send) and he eats everything. He's less of a real-food eater at home, because we don't cater to a baby palate - very garlicky hummus last night was rejected, for example. I think they also spoon-feed him most things, and I just put stuff on the tray and see what he eats, which results in a lot of crumbling, smashing, and dropping. (He has learned the "uh-oh" drop it and see Mommy retrieve it game.) But he's well on the way to eating simple people food most of the time. Still 2 bottles at school. We bought a Nuby cup, which has a bite valve, to practice drinking from a cup, and have given him some water in it. It tends to spill a bit but he does get some out of it. Must ask them how they deal with the transition away from bottles at school (5 weeks of pumping left!)

I don't know why I feel I *can't* give him cow's milk before a year, though, since he's had about a zillion other things I never would have given Casper before a year - strawberries, ice cream (I tried to give him vanilla bits and not chocolate!), a pickle, a lemon wedge. Ah, the second baby.

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