He Eats....then dreams of the Chicago Cubs

A Big Event happened today. Little Big Man turned 4 months old and got the O.K. to eat food! He's been waiting for this day and he loved it. He was a pro. The coolest part for him was his idol, Miss Greta, got to feed him. He could barely eat for awhile through the smiles of happiness. Then it got chaotic. We gave him a break to digest and he started beating his hands on the tray...yes, I'm serious. Miss Greta assumed it meant he wanted more food so started jumping around the kitchen chanting "More Food, More Food" while Fieldin beat on his tray. While watching this I had a flash forward, twenty years from now, of Fieldin at some baby back rib eating contest with Greta out in the audience cheering him on. Yes, my mind does wander. I am happy for you buddy. No more crying for you while you watch us eat dinner. No more imitating us eat. The worlds your plate. engage your palette. I hope rice cereal is a good start.
Now in other news, the painting on the wall thing is still happening around here. I promise to stop for awhile after this. Fieldins' room started with a general sports theme and has morphed into looking like a Chicago Cubs team store. Jeff has unearthed some (antique) memorabilia from his childhood room. So keeping with the time I painted a mural from the era of Sandberg and Grace. You might be thinking, well than it's more like a room for Jeff. Pretty much. He is spending more and more time in there lately. Little Fieldin will be hearing cubs baseball stories for years to come so he might as well get the images engrained in his mind, either that or he will be forever scared of bears and not know why. If so, please don't tell him about the mural.