This evening, Tim dug up some old video tapes we’d made with our camcorder when Book Boy was a baby. One of them shows my dad holding BB at about age three months. My dad was feeding him a bottle.
As we watched the tape, Book Boy exclaimed, “Why is Grandpa giving me a bottle?!”
Because you were fussy and hungry, Tim and I explained.
“But shouldn’t I be getting milk from my mother’s tummy?!” (Obviously he was remembering my days of nursing Little Sister.)
Um … almost. Of course, he also couldn’t understand why Tim and I laughed our butts off at his question. Silly boy!