As it's a new year it's time to make a fresh start on my self-mockery. As i have discussed many times i have a little problem with my little parker. He's a booby man. I know, you're starting to feel a little uncomfortable. He can order it in restaurants for gods sake. But, it's so much easier said than done.
Just last week i told you, ingrid internet, that i was weaning him. So didn't happen.
I think the biggest problem is that i have been trying to reason with him. Just today, i was tired, so tired, and my back was aching. That's the other part of the problem - parker sleeps in between shane and i. I don't really sleep, just rest uncomfortably in the crack waiting for him to wake up again.
Here's how it looks:
A pretty good representation right down to the nursing bra and silk lady boxers.
But then, he's my baby and i worry about him because, in my defense, he got sick last week. Now he is on two steroids and antibiotics. I am hopping back on that weaning horse when he is all better.
See:
Promise *crossing fingers* Promise!
Posted by Jess at 09:43 PM Permalink



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Maybe you need some sort of incentive to keep your promises. Like, if Parker isn't weaned by your deadline, we all get free ice-cream or something.
Posted by FlippyO | January 3, 2006 10:45 PM