but raising a toddler is crazy. The craziest thing I’ve done, ever. I say this only because there is no Tucker manual. There is no chapter in any book that provides insight as to WHY Tucker hasn’t eaten meat for over a year. Where is the article that talks about the likelihood of Tucker surviving on string cheese, bananas, and bagels. Why doesn’t he like spaghetti anymore? Why does he yell…at us…for no apparent reason? Is he channeling his inner teenager? I see about 165 15-17 year-olds a day. I understand them more than Tucker. I imagine it’s more likely due to the fact that young adults have a more fully developed frontal lobe, and I can usually safely assume how the day will go based on their body language. Yeah. That must be it.
FYI: Tucker is eating a bagel with cream cheese for dinner. He’s just gotten on his push-to-ride toy his paternal grandparents gave him. He makes sure I see him wave bye-bye as he pushes off and rides through the kitchen. He comes back into the living room, round the other side, hops off and runs straight for me, arms out-stretched, and gives me a hug. And we’re watching Milo and Otis.
❤ Tamara and Tucker ❤