I remember my mom telling me about "pit hour". Her definition of it, if I remember correctly is, when babies/kids get fussy for several hours. I want to say she said it was from 4pm-6pm. I could be wrong. But I experience pit hour when I get home from work. I get home about 6:20 most nights. Mike's trying to make dinner and Tabor is fussing. The second he sees me it's mama non-stop with the combo of fussing and wanting to be held. Don't get me wrong, I love to hold him and love it when he calls me mama. But gets to be a lot right around dinner time. It all stops once we all sit down to eat dinner. But when it happens we try and find ways to make him stop. Tuesday night the magic trick was to put him in a regular chair at the kitchen table. He was so happy and banged his hands on the table. Does anybody have any ideas for pit hour?
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I usually put Caitlyn in her high chair and give her a few cheerios or something to hold her over until it's time to eat.
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