This picture makes me laugh, and his face is a perfect fit for the title of this post.
I guess it's typical for parents to be more laid back with subsequent children, but sometimes, I wonder if I'm crossing over from "laid back" to "lazy and forgetful." Is it just lazy to give Colin a few spoonfuls of rice and a cheese quesadilla and call it lunch? In my defense, he is practicing his fine motor skills picking up the rice off the table and shoving it into his mouth. We could call the Mexican cuisine "adventurous" for an 8 month old, right?
Look at how happy he is when I let him eat whatever he wants!
perfectly happy standing at the park sans shoes
I felt like a slack mom, so this morning, I dug around until I found a random pair of shoes that I think might have been hand-me-downs. They looked like they should fit, so PJ grabbed one foot and I grabbed the other, but Colin was not having it. He curled his toes up and mutinied. And we gave up. We're wimps. I can't remember when we first started putting shoes on Cara, but I know it was way before she actually needed them. I'm sure she had a million little shoes to complement her million little outfits. And by the way, do you think Colin has a million little outfits? Did you notice that he's not even wearing any pants in that very first picture? If this is what happens to our second-born, I'm afraid to even think about what might happen to our poor, hypothetical third child.