When my younger brother, Mark, was about a year old I remember watching my Dad feeding him in his high chair. He would take a spoonful of baby food and as he brought it to Mark's mouth his upper lips would curl up over his teeth. He did this with every spoonful of baby food. I was about 6 years old at the time and I found it hilarious. I pointed this out to my Mom and we both stood quietly at the kitchen door as we and giggled until my Dad noticed us. He laughed, embarrassed.
When I feed Ryan I find myself involuntarily opening my mouth while bringing a spoonful of food to his mouth much like my father did with Mark. Because of Ryan I'm recalling many childhood memories I hadn't thought about in many years like the one I'm writing about now. Today is my Dad's birthday. He would have been 64 today. Happy Birthday to my Dad.
-Riko
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