I remember this day over a year ago and how fun it was to see Peter feed himself. And yet … I loved bottle feeding him, with all the snuggling and forehead kissing. Actually it was usually Grandpa’s job — a little male bonding time, I guess — so if I got the chance (and the bottle) it was a treat.
Every day he’s here I see progress, with lots of language development in the last few weeks. At almost 2, he can speak complete sentences. It’s just that I don’t always know what he is saying.