okay...I just have to share...
I was laying on the bed, next to ds, attempting to nurse him to sleep--completely normal nighttime routine for us.
Except tonight he decides he needs to learn to crawl.
While attached to my breast.
He kept getting up on his hands and knees and scootching (sp?) around the bed, of course getting upset with *ME* everytime he came unlatched.
I have to admit, I didn't help much, since I kept asking him, "What are you doing?", which he knows means I'm playing right along with him. He was close to giggling towards the end.
I am glad to say that he did eventually give up and just lay still (and fell asleep), but I had to move him to the end of the bed 3 times first.
What a goose
I was laying on the bed, next to ds, attempting to nurse him to sleep--completely normal nighttime routine for us.
Except tonight he decides he needs to learn to crawl.
While attached to my breast.
He kept getting up on his hands and knees and scootching (sp?) around the bed, of course getting upset with *ME* everytime he came unlatched.
I have to admit, I didn't help much, since I kept asking him, "What are you doing?", which he knows means I'm playing right along with him. He was close to giggling towards the end.
I am glad to say that he did eventually give up and just lay still (and fell asleep), but I had to move him to the end of the bed 3 times first.
What a goose
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