eating puffs

thomas really got the hang of feeding himself this afternoon. he has done it before, here and there, and like i said below, he will put one in my mouth. but this afternoon, he suddenly realized what he was doing and started cramming them in his mouth. he wouldn't even give me one!! :)
i couldn't pick the funniest one. there were so many funny ones!


normally, as soon as he sees the camera, he stops and wants to touch the camera. this time, he didn't even care. just kept cramming those puffs in his mouth. this pic makes me laugh - his face is so distorted...

i had to start using the shoulder straps when he sits in the high chair, so it's a 5-point harness now. he was getting too good at squirming out of the lap belt (just around his waist). every time i put him in the high chair now, he starts screaming when i snap him in. then he screams like he is dying until i get the first spoonful in his mouth. as long as he is hungry, he will sit and eat after that. just have to keep his attention away from the belt. tricky...


-----------------> still not a "natural mother"

the other week, i confirmed to myself that i do not have natural mothering instincts. we were in sunday school watching all the babies and toddlers. besides ethan and dylan, we had a fourth baby (about 14-15 months). he started crying the moment he realized dad was gone and pretty much didn't stop except to breath here and there. naomi was very matter-a-fact. she just picked him up and started rocking him. he didn't stop crying but she sure looked like an old hand. well, dylan bumped his head a little, so she put him down and liz took a turn with him. he actually stopped crying for a moment with her - she was walking and rubbing his back. she put him down to go after ethan and there i was staring at this poor crying baby.
i did not want to pick this little boy up. i know it sounds terrible, but he had slimmy snot stuff coming out of his nose, mouth, tears, and his bib was so wet, i think it was dripping too. see, no mothering instinct whatsoever! just thomas... i can have his spit and gooey snot on me and it is ok. well, i think if it was a baby i knew better (one of my close friends) it wouldn't be so bad, but it was a baby i didn't know as well. so absolutely no urge to comfort came to me. isn't that terrible?! we were joking that this is what's to come as our cute little babies grow further into toddler-hood. yikes!

-------------------> finally over...

yes praise to God and hallelujah, william is finally done with school. MBA acheived. now that he is done, i can go on and on about how much it sucks when one person in a marriage is in school. i hated it with a passion, that was buried as deeply as i could. of course, i am human and it surfaced here and there. i think i kept it down as much as possible but i hated that he was in school. so it is finally done. no more 2 nights a week with thomas alone. no more project/school meetings in hayward. no more late nights up studying because he did not take my advice to start working when school was over. i mean who starts a new job the same as the last quarter of MBA, two classes that are actually kind of hard??? anyways, there is my beef. three years of beef all out. :p now we can actually be a family and have free time together without studying hanging over william's head.