Whats-his-name

I'm a notorious sleep-talker. And sleepwalker. I once woke up opening my apartment door, back when I lived alone. On one vacation, hubby woke up to me standing on the bed, reaching for things that were floating up to the ceiling in my dream. When Baby was brand new, I was asleep and I guess I thought we had more than one baby. I asked hubby, "Where's the other baby?"

I get confused.

So last night, I was asleep. But apparently I woke up hubby and said:

Me: Did you check on him?

Hubby: Check on who? (He thought he'd egg me on.)

Me: What's-his-name! (I don't even know Baby's name?!?)

Hubby: No.

Me: Well, I gave him a sleep toy!! (What's a "sleep toy?!?")

Oh, geez. Well, apparently, I've done it again. I've embarrassed myself in my sleep.

Real Food

Baby has started eating solid food. Below, he's enjoying his first taste of cereal. It's a messy process.
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Yesterday, we tried vegetables--sweet potatoes, to be exact--for the first time. I put some on his lips, and he just looked disgusted. We tried it again this morning. Same thing.
He's just revolted.
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Maybe tomorrow we'll try carrots.