This is where I feign shock.
You see, because I am the one to stay at home with the chillens 8 to 12 hours alone every day, I take advantage of every opportunity I have to sabotage any silly thing, like "natural progression". Instead, every time I feed, dress or change Thing 2 I am smiling and making faces like a lunatic while saying, "MOMMA. MOMma. mama. MommA! Momma LOVES YOU!" And so on and so forth. I knew this technique to be flawless because it worked with my first born.
Always the competitor, I not only like to win, but I require recognition that I am indeed the winner. A trophy, plaque, my name yelled out to the universe or a check will usually suffice. Also, this sort of makes up for the fact that neither of my children gave good old momma their first smiles.... little boogers.
I will now continue my quest for world domination..... right after my nap.
|I have been teaching Thing 2 about pedicures.|
Yes, that is the same polish from this post two weeks ago. Shhh.