My beloved son, who refuses to sleep longer than 2.569 hours and who loves to smile at Stanley the Monkey nightlight at 3am:
Oatmeal cereal is not of Satan.
It is not poison; it is not brussel sprouts.
It is cereal. With milk. That’s it. Pretty simple.
Must we go through such theatrics?
|Almost 6 months old|
|“Please stop the torture!”|
|First attempt, months ago.|
|4 months old|