We're very proud. =P
Actually, I'm more proud of him for evening up the score, and peeing on his Daddy.
Z is definitely the boss around here. We might be settling into a schedule, but more likely we're just getting used to catering to Z's whims.
Sleep.
Eat.
Diaper Change.
Eat.
Diaper Change.
Eat.
Repeat.
At least we're getting better at the eating thing. He still occasionally decides to eat like a baby bird, instead of a baby t-rex like he's supposed to, but it's not as much of a fight to get him to latch and stay latched. But as you can see in the last post, the feedings are definitely satisfying the little bugger.
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