Hungry. Perpetually hungry. Sometimes I wonder how big his stomach might be, because it seems bottomless. He’ll steal the banana I was enjoying and finish it for me, go through an avocado and a half and still want more. He’ll breastfeed all night and wake up just as though he’s never been fed. If he gets his hands on one of these baby food pouches it’s sucked empty as fast as you can say “two dollars and seven cents”. And don’t dare try and feed HIM, heavens no, he’s more than capable of feeding himself thank you very much.
I don’t know what the cars of the future will be like, and I won’t be naive enough to assume I can name a model that will be around when you’re learning to drive but let me tell you this Florin, this will always be your first sweet ride.