The Rasta Baby Whisperer
Yesterday was a particularly tough day in the Martin household so I decided to enlighten you on one of my tricks at parenting. Reggae music. So picture this: There was a point yesterday where I contemplated eating lunch while taking a shower...this being an outrageous and highly impractical idea, I realized that I needed to take a breather. Liam was on a rampage: whining, demanding, hitting, pulling hair etc. Rory was incredibly fussy, very rarely allowing me to put him down. By the time I was able to finish my workout and prep dinner, nap time was coming to a close and I had to chose between nourishment and hygiene. Hence the lunch shower. I ended up taking a shower without washing my hair and eating a veggie patty while in the parent pick up line for Jacson. So I get Jacson from school and he was in a funk. Wondering why I hadn't brought him a drink? Me- we live five minutes from your school we can get one at home. Asking if he could ...