Titus is 16 months old today! He is growing so much. When he stretches out or stands with his own weight on his feet, it can shock me a bit–he really is the size of a 16 month old!
Back when he turned a year, we had (after months of trying unsuccessfully!) worked up to eating baby food twice a day. It was a feat! And the thing that got him interested in baby food was those dissolvable puffs. I would put a little baby food on the puff and he would try it. There were a few times he was even able to feed himself a puff.
Well, since his big seizure in mid September, he hasn’t been able or willing to eat anything by mouth. We started trying solids again a while ago, but it’s been no dice. Until last week! And lo and behold, it was those same puffs for the win.
I’ve been putting one between his teeth and he really seems to enjoy crunching down on it. He’s tried a few times to get it in his mouth on his own, and even been successful once!
I’m so thankful that he’s beginning to re-take this step forward. How much of my life is learning and re-learning the same old things? I tend to think it must be annoying to the Lord to have to keep teaching me the same things over, but as I delight in my son’s relearning, I’m reminded that God loves me. He isn’t irritated. He’s a loving Father instructing again and again.
“Finally, my brothers, rejoice in the Lord. To write the same things to you is no trouble to me and is safe for you.” (Philippians 3:1 ESV)
16 months old
