So uncle Ryan is back again and decides to jump in on the feeding endeavors. First time is all fun and games until I puke on him. Then second time, no puke but a little like the first time. Third time, well, it is just not that exciting any more now is it? By my count, I was born on June 9 and was there for 3 days. They did feed me a bit there but mostly was the nurses so let’s call that even. From that point until this day (dec 21) we are talking about 194 days. Now, I ate like a madman for the first two months so, let’s say 60 of those days I was eating 8 times a day. That brings us to about 480 feedings. Then, for a spell in the middle, let’s call it 20 days, I was eating a bit less, say 6 times a day. That adds on about 120 bringing us to 600 feedings.(This number is likely a bit higher because it was not always 6, sometimes 7. Who’s really counting anyway right?)
That leaves us with approximately 114 days between then and now where I have cooled off to about 4 times a day. That is a big one, 456 feedings. Let’s tack that onto our previous number of 600 and get to about, give or take that is, 1056.
Now, you have to factor in day care too. He started that around September 8. They take over the two during the middle of the day 5 days a week. From then to today was about 15 weeks, 5 days, 2 feedings each; that will back out about 150 feedings from that list. Brings us down to 906 feedings.
Then I started solid food on uncle Ryan’s birthday on Oct 31. That leave November and most of December that I was eating solid meals in there too but we won’t count those.
Then we now have to back out uncle Ryan’s contribution of 3 and we get 903. Now other people have fed me too but I can’t count all of that so let’s back out another few dozen for that. That still has to leave in the high 800’s for mom and dad right? Man, that is a lot of food.
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