I’m gradually getting out of the boot camp phase after months of having a baby on oxygen, surgery, and other stuff (she was born about 3 months early, 1 pound 4 ounces/580 grams).
Meanwhile, a friend of mine has a baby a couple months older than mine (going by “adjusted age”) and a 5-year-old. It gives a fun glimpse into what we should expect, whether it’s walking or inexplicably calling her parents by their first names (because “that’s your name! 🤷♂️”)
I’m gradually getting out of the boot camp phase after months of having a baby on oxygen, surgery, and other stuff (she was born about 3 months early, 1 pound 4 ounces/580 grams).
Meanwhile, a friend of mine has a baby a couple months older than mine (going by “adjusted age”) and a 5-year-old. It gives a fun glimpse into what we should expect, whether it’s walking or inexplicably calling her parents by their first names (because “that’s your name! 🤷♂️”)
It’s been rough, but I think this will be fun.
What’s wrong about calling parents by their first names?
Most kids don’t and it’s funny and startling.