Discriminating Audience

Lately, Alex can't be entertained by my dancing or singing while he's in the bouncy seat, so I have to directly interact with him.  Dan gets home at about 7:30, which is also the Alex's dinner time.  If I don't want to eat at 10 PM, I'd have to find a way to feed Alex and cook. 


Even if he's not fussing, I just don't like to take the chance that he'll be near me while I take out something from the oven or move a hot pot from the stovetop.  So, keeping him in the kitchen with me is out of the question.

So, these days, a hot full dinner is made possible by Dan feeding him while I make it.  Sorry Dan! You had a hard day, but here's a bottle!

August 31, 2007