January Slide Show #13
If anyone wonders why I call my children Chunk #1 and Chunk #2, here is my first reason. Exhibit A: Look at that fat baby. He was only about 3 months old in this picture. He was the best little tub of cuteness you ever saw. His chubbiness was always a relief to me. You see, I had a very hard time, in the beginning, learning to feed this kid and my post delivery mind was frantic.
Frantic I tell ya!
So, when the nursing stars aligned and this baby plumped up, I was, as I said, relieved. The funny thing is, someone on my husband’s side of the family was concerned (maybe he’s too fat?!) and recommended that we do baby exercises. I could only laugh since fat babies are usually the norm on my side of the genetic pool. On El Jefe’s side they’re all cute and petite with tiny little frog legs. I can understand the concern when along comes monster baby and his rolls upon rolls of fat. No worries though, on our side, eventually they just stretch out and don’t stop stretching — which Chunk #1 has done and I constantly have a hard time finding jeans that will stay on his skinny little hips but still be long enough for his legs.
Eventually I will let him pick his own nickname, I don’t think he likes to be called Chunk.
Why the slide show? ‘Cause Mama took my Kodachrome away. Click here for more of an explanation.