voting stickers and well-fed littles

Morning, chickadees.

Today, I’m thankful for a couple of things.

1) Democracy! It’s mid-term election day, which means it’s time to get out and vote. In Illinois, we’re gonna have a couple of close elections, which means that your opinion counts. I won’t say I don’t care who you vote for (because it’s kind of a lie), but man, I care even more that you vote. As someone who just finished watching the entire series West Wing for the first time (I KNOW I WAS SO LATE TO THE GAME), I’m even more obsessed with voting and politics than before.

Please remember, I named my son after a US President (shocking fact: a Republican President- see, I’m bi-partisan!)

2) After six weeks of trying to figure out whether or not something was wrong with the aforementioned tiny President, because he just wouldn’t gain weight, we hit the doctor’s office and T weighed in over a pound bigger than he was last time.

Which is a lot when you’re only 13 lbs.

Boo wouldn’t take to formula, no matter how I pleaded with him or attempted to trick him. He could sniff it out, even diluted in breast milk, and so finally, I gave up and just started feeding him man meals with a side of nursing.

Which turned out to do the trick. Who needs formula when you’ve got chicken breasts, toast, and donuts?

I can’t say I blame him, and I am so relieved that he’s found his way back onto the growth curve.

Now if only he could find his way back into his crib…

But that’s a story for another day.

Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it, chickens!

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