Two firsts in the last few days.
Nate has his first doll. But don't forget whose son thus is - the doll is a plush replica of Gorby, complete with birthmark. It makes a squealing noise when you squeeze it. Nate's eyes pop out of his head, and then he grins the biggest grin. I get special pleasure of singing uniquely American songs while squeezing Gorby to sing along.
Nate also had his first food last night! A tiny smear of vanilla ice cream on his tongue. I can't tell if he liked it or not. But anyone who knows Stewart can assume along with me that Nate loved it, and will consume copious quantities in years to come.
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