He had lots to eat for breakfast. Muffin, milk (from sippy-cup), grapes, Goldfish crackers.
Things went a little downhill from there. He was somewhat crabby after breakfast. Rubbing his face, clinging to my pantleg. Those are the signs that he's TIRED. So, I put him back in bed at 7:15am. And he's sleeping. Hmmm... not sure what this means for the rest of the day. Just go with the flow.
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