Today Ivy was again entranced with Sam’s method of feeding the baby. She crawled up and asked lots of questions.
“Dylan eating a apple?”
“No honey, Dylan is drinking milk.”
Dylan drinking a milk?”
And on and on over and over.
Sam says “Big mouth Dylan” while she encourages her to latch well, instead of having a lazy mouth. Ivy of course, starts repeating it.
“Dylan got big mouth?” “Big mouth Dylan?” “Dylan drinking milk?”
She looks up at Sam suddenly serious and aks “Mom, got juice in there too?”
We both started laughing uncontrollably while we explained that there was not, in fact, any juice in there. And I just thought I might share that awesome moment of parenthood with the rest of you.