Science tells me that Mr. Man's stomach is roughly the size of his fist. However, in this particular instance, science has more work to do. Either my child is supporting a thriving colony of tapeworms or he has a small black hole in his abdomen...maybe it is the size of his fist.
You see, Mr. Man is a medical marvel. He seems to be able to eat half his weight in a single sitting.
I recently received a weekly email update that informed me not to panic if my toddler hardly seems to be eating anything. That's normal. And I laughed and laughed.
Though he had nursed only an hour before (yes, we are still doing that, but that's another post), Mr. Man ate this breakfast today:
Cheerios...chubby handful after chubby handful
Several (adult-sized) handfuls of blueberries
A whole banana
A couple (adult-sized) handfuls of toddler puffs
At least 1/2 a piece of toast...off his parents' plates
1/2 a sippy of milk
There were tears when we cut him off because dude, you might explode!
And did I mention he eats every two to three hours?? We've taken to buying Cheerios from Costco, you know the two-box special.
Last night at dinner he ate an adult-sized serving of meatloaf, green beans, and bread.
Of course, this means he fills his diaper with adult-sized craps. So maybe that black hole hypothesis is totally off base.