I don't really like to eat. I think it's just too much work and not any fun. Mommy says that I need to learn to eat alot so I can grow. But I don't know why I need to grow, so she needs to find another point to lean on. I am fine just as I am. Sure, I get rumbly in my tummy and then it's good to have something, but it doesn't take too much to make the rumbly stop, then I'm done.
For the first part of what I can remember, I had a tube in my nose and I got my food that way. It was nice and simple. I could even sleep while I was "eating." Then Mommy and everyone got all excited when I decided to try out eating the way alot of kids do. And I'm still doing that, but the grown-ups think I'm not getting big fast enough. They say that I'm not eating enough. They want me to take this bottle thing. Who would do that?? Mommy tries to stick this weird squishy thing in my mouth, but I push it out with my tongue every time and make a face that I think is quite clear. I don't want that thing. Nope. Not a bit.
Today she tried that darn bottle thing again, and I told her how mad it made me. I wish she would get the message that I'm not gonna drink out of that thing. Grown-ups aren't very smart sometimes. She told me that she might have to put that tube back in my nose if I don't start to eat better, but I don't think she'll do it.
I didn't take any pictures today because Mommy was busy working and I was pretty grumpy. We did take a cozy nap in the big, comfy recliner, so that was very nice. Maybe we'll do more fun stuff tomorrow.