Mama Byrd

My kids are back, which means the noise level in our little apartment has risen significantly. I’m not too worried about the neighbors– we could hear the upstairs neighbors giving their kids a bath last night, and let’s just say, we may be the quiet neighbors.

I realized how much I missed being bossed around by the little tyrants today when we were eating lunch. I was sharing chicken strips with Phillip, when he suddenly became territorial about the food. Finally I asked him if I could please have some chicken. He took a little piece, dunked it in ketchup, and handed it to me.

“Thanks,” I said, “but I don’t like ketchup.”

He promptly bit off the end with the ketchup and handed the strip back to me. I don’t like ketchup, but I’m not too proud to eat baby spit.

To be honest, I really missed the baby spit.

Filed under: Uncategorized on January 3rd, 2008