Just call me Tired Elliot. Daylights Savings+a visit from the Tooth Fairy= too little boys who are beyond tired. My younger son (YS) was up every couple hours last night for unknown reasons. When I got up this morning he was sitting in the chair in his room happily reading a book. Now that the Big Giraffe is home, I think I may just go to bed before the kiddos.
Professional Mom of two cats, a dog, an ant farm, and oh yeah...two boys: a 6 year old and a 3 year old. Also found in my house is my husband who is known on this blog as The Big Giraffe.
For those of us who didn't get an instruction manual with our babies and for whom parenting hasn't always gone as planned. On a more serious note this blog is about supporting a woman's ability to make her own choices about parenting including the choice, for whatever reason, to bottle feed her babies formula.