Toren was laying on the couch next to his grandmother and was starting to wake up. Debi was sitting on the loveseat where she usually sits to feed him. I was standing over Toren waiting for him to wake up all the way so I could take him over to Debi to eat. Debi, short on sleep, proceeded to say, “Toren, if you want to eat, come walk over here…”
That’s all she got out before I busted out laughing.
She meant to say, “Toren, if you want to eat, you can’t just walk on over here, you’re going to have to convince one of them to bring you over.” It didn’t quite come out that way.
Darn Toren – 4 weeks and he can’t walk himself over to the boob!
