pooklet's been fussy lately when it's time to go down for the night. he interrupted our salvadorean pupusas and tamales this time. the wifey can calm him down, but he doesn't seem to relax with me during this time (i blame the lack of breasts and "mama smell").
the sad thing is that when i came home, he was playful but off-limits to incoming daddies because he didn't sleep enough today, and should've been sleeping at the time i came home, hence, off-limits to papa pook.
still, he was cute when i was feeding him and while we gave him a bath (which has become a lot more regular since we found out just how sensitive his skin is to eczema).
just like a grandma, i love to watch my contented baby eat to satisfy hunger, sleep peacefully to satisfy rest, and play to satisfy curiosity and energy.
ah, the pooklet.
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