jordan has been a mama's boy since he came into this world. that's all fine and dandy, but he won't let me put him down for 3 seconds to do anything else. he usually doesn't want grandma or grandpa or anyone else either. so, its jordan and i, attached at the hip. so TODAY, i thought it would be a good idea if he learned a lesson. so i put him on the floor and let him play, which he did for about 5 minutes. then he wanted to be picked up. so he started fussing. the fussing turned into crying which turned into full blown "baby thinks he's being abused" tears. keep in mind that i am anti-CIO. so to hear him crying like that broke my heart. but i was determined! he sat there crying and screaming and looking up at me like i was the worst person on the planet (i felt like it too) 15 minutes was all either one of us could take. he was crying so hard that he almost made himself vomit. i caved and picked him up. i guess i'm destined to have a tiny baby shadow for the next 3 years.
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