Monday, May 9, 2011
Everytime we meet a new challenge with B. I feel guilty about the superior mom attitude I've had at times. For example, sorry for judging anyone who brings their kid to the park in pajamas. I get it now. Sorry for the dirty looks to the parents walking their kids around the Promenade after dark. Last night, we decided to let B. set his own bedtime because we just didn't have the energy to do battle. He lasted until 10:56 p.m. WTF?! And sorry for being judgy if you couldn't wrestle the pacifier out of your kid's mouth before leaving the house. Two year olds are willful. 'Nuff said.