One of Cole’s favorite people came by yesterday, it was Nana. Cole really didn’t want to go with her, which was very very strange. He loves his Nana! Nana would ask him if he wanted her to carry him but he would just run up to me and hold his hands up and say “carry you”. He has been requesting to be carried all day, even when Will wants to carry him. So my mom diagnosed him with having “mamitis”, pronounced ma-me-tees, in Spanish.
It’s a Spanish term that means he only wants to be with Mami. So this is what we joke he has. I wonder what Dr. Johnson may prescribe for him? Maybe more Nana time, like a week???