The following conversation took place in my living room this morning while I was standing on the couch above Rhett (2) taking pictures:




Why did you bring all the diapers out to lay on?

My bed.

Why diapers?

I hate diapers.



Why do you hate diapers?

I am a big boy.




Yes you are!

Big boys wear unnerwear.



Yes they do!

Do big boys need binkys?


*reluctant handing over of the pacifier*






WAAAAHHHHHHH!



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  1. OMG, I have the “Binky Battle” almost DAILY with my son, and he’ll be 3 at the end of November. Today I told him that if he couldn’t keep better track of them (he’s CONSTANTLY losing one, then freaks the hell out at nap time or whatever because OMG HE JUST CAN’T LIIIIIVE WITHOUT IT. Even though it typipcally falls out of his mouth 10 minutes into said nap or night), that I am NOT buying any more. So use it, or lose it, literally… because the ones that remain are IT. And that if he didn’t give them all to the “Binky Fairy” to trade for something special for big boys so she could give all the NEW babies that NEED binkies, I would cut the nipple of it right the fuck off of it and make HIM throw them away.

    Cruel? Maybe. But I just plain REFUSE to have *my* son have a binky in any way shape or form at 3 or older… Now, if I can get him potty trained by then, all will be happy in MusicianMommy Land.

    As for now? He will tell me when he has to go, either #1 or #2. The last time he told me he “had to poop,” I asked if he wanted to go try sitting on the potty. Without any hesitation, he looked me square in the eye and said, “No, Momma, that’s okay. You can just change my diaper when I’m all done.”

    I think I’m in for some SERIOUS trouble with this little man of mine… LOL