A daddy’s job is to……..finish what his child cannot finish. You might be laughing but this is true for me. Ever since Kenji arrived, wifey will hand over his leftover milk to me and ask me to finish it. And after he started to have solids, I have been eating his porridge, puree and biscuits.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not ranting here. I’m actually feel blessed for sharing whatever my son has left for me. I do not know why but I seems to enjoying it. Nowadays, when he could not finish, he will pat his chest telling me that he is full, and will push the remains to me. He is such a clever and adorable boy.
There is a reason why I want to continue to do this. First, I want to make it a point that we shouldn’t waste food. We always told him that mummy wake up early in the morning to cook his porridge, and we must appreciate it. He seems to understand this. Secondly, I want to teach him the meaning of sharing. Nowadays, he will playfully take a spoon on his own and try to feed us too when we are feeding his. He is a clever boy and is learning up fast.
I don’t mind gaining some weight if I can educate him to be a sensible boy 🙂