Tyler is now 9 weeks old, and just this past week we have been forced to change his diet. He now prefers 1 fist in his mouth for an hour, or sometimes he tries to sneak in a 2nd fist. But being the good parents we are, we don’t let him suck on his fists all the time and we convince him that a bottle full of formula is better for him in the long run.
With summer quickly approaching Tyler enjoys wearing shorts. Not just any shorts mind you. He loves his jersey/knit shirts the most. He and uncle Kent both seem to have taking a liking to the sport of basketball and #25. The only difference between Tyler and Kent would have to be height. Tyler is just a little over 2 feet tall and uncle Kent stands in at 6′5″. But at the rate Tyler is growing length wise, he will be able to school uncle Kent in a round of 1 on 1 in about 1 year.
My sole purpose in going to the gym on a daily basis is to make sure that Tyler is never stronger than me. He may be taller, but never stronger. Never never ever never.