When I wake up in the morning, I go get Benaiah. First thing. He is usually already awake, but he doesn't cry for me very often. He just talks. And sucks his blanket until I get there. Then I feed him milk. Then I change his diaper. Then I put him in his high chair while I get everyone else breakfast. At that point, he has to wait, just a little bit, for the rest of his breakfast. This is what he has started doing while he waits. Sucking his high chair. Is that pitiful or what? Can you tell he has accepted his lot in life to be a 5th?
The girls are trying very hard to do what I told them to do...act natural, don't laugh at Benaiah sucking his high chair.
2 comments:
I don't know how Benaiah doesn't melt every heart he meets . . . Come to think of it, he probably does.
What a doll!
I love all your kids!
Mel
Awh- give that boy some pancakes!
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