Daylight savings time
Lil Mr. Man and I got to spend some time together yesterday while Miss P was out running errands. Just two guys hanging out. I like to think that we were bonding. To the casual observer it might have looked like I was feeding him, burping him, being puked on by him, changing him and putting him to sleep but it was, as they say, "quality time". Oh yeah, he pukes. Usually he spits up. Yesterday he puked. I felt really bad for him. mainly because I couldn't feed him if he was hungry after he finished the bottle. Fortunately for me, he didn't get cranky asking for more food. I should have used the time with him to take pictures of him but I didn't. I guess I was too focused on the eat/sleep cycle... oh well. Maybe next time.