OK, here is the scene, I have a 9 month old baby boy. He is getting his teeth really fast. I also have a 3 year old boy. The 3 year old Elijah is skinny and tall, and the 9 month old Solomon is fat and very round. As a matter of fact, he weighs more than the three year old! Anyway, I am in the dinning room doing something and I look in the living room and Solomon is sitting on the floor chewing on a piece of bread. Seems very content, chomping away. Out of nowhere comes Elijah from the side and pounces on Solomon like a cheeta on a gazel, and knocks him over (which isn't hard as his bottom is very round). Solomon starts crying and fusing, and Elijah is standing over him sssshing him. I start to scold Elijah, and tell him he can't do that, and that Solomon is just a little guy, and mean while Solomon just sits back up, coughs out the bread he was eating, looks side to side (like checking out the plains to see where the next attack might come from), and starts eating his bread again. They are so hilarious!

Put Solomon on the Atkins!

Not yet....but soon, very soon. He isn't really fat though, very solid. Elijah is so skinny, they are silly together.

You gotta get those little punkins off the steroids, mama.

Yeah, or it could have been the chicken leg he was sucking on yesterday.....just kiddin'