I can't believe our boy is going to be 8 in a few days. It's getting harder to remember life before him. (At my age that's not really surprising!)
I started playing with his little feet while Ching was still pregnant. She'd be asleep, I'd have insomnia, and Noah would be moving around - I assumed it was his feet. Somewhere along the way I started joking with him at bedtime that I was going to eat his feeties. I'd joke how delicious they looked, that I might put some bbq sauce on them. He always squeals and says NO, Don't Eat The Feeties. We still do this some nights.
The other thing we've done for a few years is joke that whenever he has the hiccups it's because he's growing. Every time he gets them I tell him to stop growing.
5 years ago