Formula

So I took Kodiak to his 6 month checkup at the Doctor at he only weighed 12oz more than at 4 months. The doctor told me that on top of nursing him, I needed to shove as many calories in him as he will eat (he has the fastest metabolism I've ever seen), as well as add a formula supplement. So I went out and bought some formula and have been trying to give it to him via a bottle for a few days and he looks at me with the saddest face and cries and then smacks his gums together and talks to me. It is so sad to see that face. Anyway, I've been mixing it in his fruits and vegetables lately but decided that today he WAS going to take a bottle. So as soon as he woke up, I made him one and I knew he was very hungry. He started crying and fussing again and I looked him in the eye and told him he wasn't getting any nana's (bananas) until he drank it all (4oz). He looked at me almost angry-like and grasped the bottle between his little hands, shoved the nipple in his mouth and bit it as hard as he could. ha ha ha He even had the angry eyebrows. It tasted nasty again but he swallowed a couple times before he refused to take anymore. Anyway, it was hilarious. So I gave him some nana's anyway.

Jump it!

So we got our rebate check last night in the mail and I was supposed to go cash it and get gas, etc. I loaded up Kodiak and put him in the truck and went to start it and it was chugging like the oil was too thick. Not uncommon in Chester where its a warm day when the temp. is above 0. Anyway, I texted Kyle at work and told him and he said to jump the truck. Well, I took drivers ed. and I know how to, but I had never done it before. So, I left the baby inside to stay warm (and just in case I blew up the trucks), and went outside. I hooked up the jumper cables (with helping texts from Kyle) and went to start the truck. Upon place my bare fingers on the metal ignition thing, I almost froze my fingers to it. Luckily I let go fast enough. I kept trying and kept praying and kept texting and I couldnt get it to start, the whole time expecting it to blow up any minute. (Kyle said once one truck was hooked up not to let the other cables touch so I had my fingers spread as wide as they would go holding the one jumpers apart and the other hand hooking up.) Finally, after adding a million more layers, and no luck, the farmer pulled up across the street to load up hay to feed the cows. I walked over there and waved him off his tractor to come help me. He checked and I had hooked one truck cables onto the battery connectors instead of the metal part so he fixed it and everything was good. :)