Isabella and I are reading an animal book, chatting about the pictures, animals, colors...etc It's 11:30 am, and my stomach is demanding I feed it. So, Isabella and I go to the kitchen while I figure out what I want to eat. Suddenly, she becomes unhappy, starts to cry, and shortly after falls asleep on my shoulder. SWEET!!! Now I can eat lunch. I lay her down, and heat up some left-over tomato soup. As I sit down to eat, she starts crying again. Convincing myself that I can eat really fast and go settle her, I take a huge gulp of soup, successfully burning my mouth. Okay, maybe I'll settle her while my soup cools. Again, she quickly falls asleep as I am holding her... I decide to eat. Every slurp of my soup results in murmurs of protest, until she is completely in dreamland. I lay her down and go to finish my lunch. Guess what happens next? Yes, she starts crying again. Is it just me... or is there a pattern developing here?
And that...was lunch with Isabella.
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