I recently noticed that due to all of his lounging and reclining, the back of Sebastian's head is almost completely flat. Simon even took a gander and agreed with my diagnosis. So I confidently prescribed less lazy lounging and pulled out the Bumbo for him to enjoy in the hopes that his head would round back out to a normal shape.
Obviously someone couldn't handle Sebastian holding court from her old throne and was a smidgen on the jelly side. And despite my best efforts to explain that she gets to do big girl things like sleep through the night, wear size three diapers and carry Sebastian's diapers to the trash, she still tantrumed away.
It was all funny and laughy until she very seriously tried to physically remove him from the babylazyboy. I stifled my laughter and simply moved him to a higher surface out of her reach ... which sent her even more over the edge ... if that was even possible.
Just a little exclusive peek at what keeps me young and fun these days.