He got the cold we all have so he can't sleep flat.

It's official, after testing three times, that avocado is not a food he tolerates. Of course, because I love guacamole.

And after a sleepless night due to said guac, I accidentally ate real butter for breakfast. Oy. The poor kid is a mess.

Coco was comforting...she talked him to sleep.

So we've been cuddling and nursing and cuddling and nursing.

And hoping that it'll pass soon...pardon the food intolerance pun.

We went to the place where worries melt away...G&G's. We both felt better. He sat in the high chair for the first time!

And slept in my old crib for the first time...for a few minutes.

But this is where he insists on sleeping whenever he is suffering. I'll take it. It won't last forever.


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