Um, where is my baby? This shiz freaks me out. Today Wyatt enjoyed a fun filled day of hitting me on purpose. And laughing about it? He also said STOP and NO like it was his job. How do you even handle that? This whole raisin' a baby thing is not easy. Sometimes I find myself using several different methods at once, only to probably confuse him... or teach him to not take me seriously - which I'm pretty sure is what's really going on. Although, he seems to have respect for Josh, which is irritating to me because I'm the one with him all day. Anyone have any advice? I don't want no brat!
|please be my groupie!|