Once upon a child, they used to:
- Fit in the palm of our hand
- Be able to be given a bath in our kitchen sink
- Stay in one position in the boppy pillow and just look around
- Cry in unison at the same time every evening (the witching hour)
- Wake up every few hours at night. Rotating between the three of them
- Not mind when you helped them out with something
- Have nothing but gums
- Prefer to crawl from place to place
No more!
🙂
M.
The Cavelets 