This is a picture of what I had to do to eat lunch friday. What is it you ask? Well Cole did not want to be in the portable swing once I began eating. He told me so by starting to cry. So I stood him on my lap facing me and he became fixated by my shirt. Apparently he loved the designs of the fake chains around the collar. He refused to be held any other way. But I had barely eaten my lunch. My ingenious idea? To take my shirt off, spread it across my knees, put Cole back in the portable swing and make sure he faces the shirt that was spread across my knees. It worked! I enjoyed my lunch and he enjoyed staring at my shirt. In this picture you can see him kicking his legs, which is a sign of excitement.
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