Mom tried to give me a bottle this morning. Tried and failed, that is. Nana tried to give me the formula with my breakfast out of a sippy cup, but I didn’t go for that, either. Eventually I relented and drank half a bottle.
Not much else to report today. I was a lot more vocal than usual, repeating my three words (up, bye-bye, mama) quite a bit. I also stood more often and for longer periods of time — I even took three steps three different times, equally my previous record.
At dinner, Mom managed to get me to eat my least favorite food in the whole world: spinach! I would only eat it when she fed it to me with her fingers (I sure wasn’t going to feed that stuff to myself!) and when she alternated it with bites of food I actually like. Even though I gave in on the spinach, I held strong on rejecting any formula. So there.
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