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Bottle Time

Aaron has learned to sort of feed himself with a spoon, but he still refuses to hold his own bottle. Except when he's finished with the bottle. Then he absolutely wants to hold it and play with it. I've been told not to hold it for him and make him hold it himself, but he just won't. He's a stubborn boy and honestly, he's not going to be drinking bottles for his whole life. If he doesn't want to hold them right now, that's okay. 

Now, I really do wish that he would hold it when we were at the grocery store and he was hungry so I started feeding him while he was sitting in the cart, but then when we were checking out they had to take the cart so I had to hold him in my arms while standing, while feeding him. Then they loaded the groceries in his seat so I had to carry his little heavy self to the car like that, using my chin to hold his bottle in place haha!
But I really love those moments of feeding him. It's one of the only times he'll snuggle me. I want to remember the Sunday at church when we were sitting in the hall because Aaron was tired of sitting quietly. He was hungry and we sank into the old chair, resting against the arm rest. Sammy was sitting on the arm of the chair next to us, his arm wrapped around me. He twirled my hair while I fed Aaron, my cheek pressed against his head. He smelled like lavender and his hair is so soft. He was warm and I absolutely loved the weight of him pressed against me. 
When he finished eating, instead of trying to go off and crawl everywhere, he let me snuggle with him before I had to leave him to go teach my class. I love him so much. 

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