Last night, Iain decided walking was the trend of the moment.
As of today, that's so five minutes ago. Today's breakthrough was that Iain consumed (voluntarily) 1/3 of a pulled pork sandwich. Yes, he ate meat. On purpose. Donna said he even took off the bun and picked some of the BBQ off and ate that alone.
Meanwhile, The Mother of the Divine Mrs. C (formerly the Divine Miss M) informs us that the next stage is climbing. So I'm going to need some valium.
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Once he starts to run/climb, you will need a stiff drink to go with that Valium... and then you are *officially* a suburban mother.
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