So, I thought my little Vincenzo was the spoiled on. Oh, was I wrong.
Turns out at 8 months old little Rocco has shown his true colors.
This little pickle has never seen the inside of a daycare unlike Giuseppe or Vincenzo.
Actually, I am not sure he has actually been babysat while awake, so he only knows me, Andy and a few other close relatives are his caregivers.
On to my story...
I go to the gym today and drop him and Vincenzo off at the club's kid center. There are tons of toys and lots to do. It is actually a pretty nice and fun place for the kids to be while I workout.
Rocco has been asleep when I drop him off there. But today, when I dropped him off he decided to wake up and play. I gave a hug & kiss and left.
25 minutes into my workout I get paged over the PA to return to the Kid's Center. I walked in. He saw my face and quieted down. I held him and he was fine. He wasn't hungry, dirty or uncomfortable. Nope... he was spoiled. I then gave him back to the lady and he cried and cried.
So, I had to cut my workout short. No biggie. But, tomorrow Rocco better straighten up since 25 minutes of cardio isn't gonna get rid of my coolie, aka: butt.