He had whined and demanded oatmeal the whole time we were getting dressed. I mostly ignored, reworded, and redirected. By the time we got downstairs I finally got a straight “May hab O-meal for brekist peeze?” out of him. (We’re working on manners and asking polite questions. I must say ” ‘I want’ is not [...]
I have a really hard time turning on the TV. I don’t know, it’s not that I expect everyday to be educational and homespun and full of finger painting, but it seems like once the TV has been turned on it’s near impossible to turn it back off. It sets a course for the day [...]
and yes, we like it this way. The Why: Every once in a while I like to buck a trend, stick it to the man, think outside the box, put my kids in the same bedroom. I know, right? Sure, part of our choice to have them in the same room is logistical for us: [...]
I guess I should be pleased that we made it 28 months into parenting before something was graffitied.
