Fat Baby has taken to running to the refrigerator when he is hungry and hanging from the door handles in abject desperation. Don't let this calm picture fool you. This morning I didn't come running fast enough and he started to stomp his feet on the floor and squawk at me, while pulling the handles with all his might.
I can't wait until he can open the fridge all by himself. Oy.
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