Some things never change

Like my son hating HATING the car.
Or his awesomesauce hair that he's had since I birthed him.
Or his smile that is perfection.

But some things do change. Like C trying a mum mum (?) today. It's called a "rice rusk" and it looks and probably tastes as gross as it sounds. It's basically a giant rice kernel that babes can gnaw on and it dissolves. Only my son wanted to eat it and take bites. With his gums.

Another thing changing is C trying a sippy cup. Ok, first he couldn't get any water out so he just chewed on it:

Then I took the stopper thing out from the inside so the water would just flow. And this happened:

He's not such a fan of the h2o. That's alright. There's enough change around here without adding crazy things like water and mum mums. I can't call them that. I sound like a straight up fool. From now on they will be rice logs. That sounds much more sophisticated.

In other completely non-related news, here's something that totes bothered me today but really probably shouldn't:

Now, most normal people are probably looking at this thinking, "ok, I see a cute little girl with a pink dress dancing on the word dress. What's the big deal?" Let's zoom in shall we...(sure, it's not like I've already wasted 5 minutes of you time..)

This is where things get a little dicey. Tell me what you see here. Better yet, I'll tell you. The girl is wearing sandals with socks. With a dress. Now, I realize she's too young to have anything to do with this outfit, so naturally I blame her parents and/or the people who made this book. Come on people, for a book we're paying like $10 for, at least have the children's outfits MATCH. I don't think that's too much to ask for. Of course, this is coming from a lady who rarely changes out of my pajamas all day and typically have spit up all over my shirt and pants. But whatever.