I’m sorry about my attack of Tourette’s last night. Daddy slept thru most of my outbursts, so let’s not bother him with the details of my tantrum. In my defense, I had a really bad headache and I needed some sleep. It was not a good night for you to treat me like a human pacifier while pinching the heck out of the spare. I love you with all my heart and I want you to wean on your own time, but I’m tired, tired, tired. Sometimes I lock myself in the bathroom and just sit on the edge of the tub so that nobody can touch me. When Mommy is hiding in the bathroom and swearing all night, she reaaally needs a break. So, to sum up, sorry about the potty mouth and please start sleeping unattached to me. Thanks.
Love, Mom