On this wonderful Sunday evening my son is stomping off, anger flaring in his eyes, fists clinched and arms folded over his puffed out chest, he matter-a-factly states. "Mamama is nicer than you mommy."
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Mean Mommy
At 6pm every evening is the cut off for Gavin to have anymore liquid. He hates this. It is amazing to me how thirsty this boy can become after 6pm. He often resorts to begging and crying for something to drink. But alas, mommy is rock solid on this. No more 3am changing of the bed. No more stinky pj's and bedding. So 6pm NO MORE LIQUID of any kind.
On this wonderful Sunday evening my son is stomping off, anger flaring in his eyes, fists clinched and arms folded over his puffed out chest, he matter-a-factly states. "Mamama is nicer than you mommy."
On this wonderful Sunday evening my son is stomping off, anger flaring in his eyes, fists clinched and arms folded over his puffed out chest, he matter-a-factly states. "Mamama is nicer than you mommy."
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