Here are some observations I am reflecting on as I sit here waiting for the Sabres game to start…
- I don’t know where she learned it, and I don’t know whether I should be proud or afraid, but today, my daughter started running around the house shouting, “ROCK AND ROLL!”
- She must be ready for a growth spurt, because today my daughter ate more for dinner and her nighttime snack than I ever remember her eating… by far. We made gemelli pasta tossed with broccoli, oil and lots of garlic. And grated cheese on top. My daughter ate three plates full. In total, I think she ate more than I did.
- I think every father starts his blog vowing that he will never type the word, “Poop.” But it is inevitable.
- That being said, my daughter seems to have an aversion to poop. The past few weeks, when changing her, we put the (folder over) diaper under her as we wipe her, and she freaks out. Tonight, after going on the potty, and even after wiping her, she freaked out that there still might be some on her. The only except to all of this is when she poops in her diaper. Then she denies it and doesn’t want to be changed. Go figure.