**SIGH*** Grandmothers.

It has gone from "Are you SURE you're supposed to feed him every two hours? They must have changed it since I nursed your uncle." (COUGH COUGH, 65 years ago...) to "He is clearly spoiled; that's why he won't go to anyone else." Sprinkle in a little bit of "You better wean him before he's a year old because you don't want to be nursing him when you are going back to work," and one begins to wonder if she is thought to be a complete idiot.

Mom, you will love this one. Today, she said, (AND I put it on speaker for M to hear so he will vouch for it,) "I'm not going to tell you what to do."


Self, SHE MEANS WELL, SHE MEANS WELL, SHE MEANS WELL, SHE MEANS WELL.

At least she cracks me up every time she calls his paci a coochie.