Showing posts with label baby of family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby of family. Show all posts

Monday, January 28, 2013

Sippy Cup Training Gone Awry

Soooo, this is how sippy cup training is going. And, before you tell me about the amazing spill-proof sippy cups, let me tell you there is no such thing where this kid is concerned. I challenged my 4-year-olds to get the awesome Thermos Foogo cups to spill, and they had no luck. "Future" has no problem.

And, he refuses to drink milk out of a sippy cup. Water he will drink (and also suck it into his mouth then let it run out down the front of him). Milk, he refuses. All he will do is what you see in this picture. I've tried warming it. I've tried snuggling him and feeding him like it was a bottle. I've tried every different spout in the sippy cup world. What am I missing? And, why do doctors make you feel like a loser if your kid isn't drinking from a sippy cup at 12 months and 1 day old?
So, for now, I will lay him back in my arms, let my hair fall down so he can stroke it while I bottle feed him his perfectly warmed milk. Ohhhh, now I get it. Tee hee!

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Apology to Future Me


How do I know my third child will be less well-behaved than my first two? I find myself telling him constantly, “Even when you do naughty things, I still want to eat you up.”

What is it about the babies of the family that makes parents “baby” them? Is it because the parents are more laid back? Are they just too damn tired to discipline? Is it because they’ve seen the result of their first-born children and wonder what the point was of getting on their case for every naughty behavior … didn’t seem to do any good? Is it parents’ last chance to raise a child who will like them when they are teenagers? Is it simply grasping desperately to those baby moments because we know they are the last baby moments we will have? In my opinion, yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to his future teachers, babysitters, classmates, wife … and, of course to the future me.
 
 
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