Right now, the coolest thing in the house, if you are a young Woobie, is a spoon. Little baby feeding spoons, ice cream scoops, spatulas, serving spoons, measuring spoons and little beach sand shovels. A spoon, occasionally used to actually convey food to the mouth, is also a drum stick, a ball holder, a teether, a head scratcher, and a scepter. The little Toot even spanked my bottom with one two nights ago. He. Loves. His. Spoons.
He’s growing so fast, and so rarely wants to snuggle, I found myself today (staying home from work with Woob due to a skin malady) thinking that if I were a spoon, he’d snuggle with me and never leave my side. Weird what motherhood does to a girl, right? I mean, when was the last time YOU fantasized about being a spoon??