is big, bites, pinch-scratches, pulls hair and is all around the toughest little 18 month old ever. I guess that is what happens when you have a 12 year old brother who picks on you all the time.
Actually that just may be an excuse. I think this one was just born tough.
however when it is time to go to nurse (I am a hippie) he is so funny. As soon as he knows he gets to nurse, he starts to giggle, smile, latches on, then rolls his eyes back in his head and wiggles in happiness.
Nursing must be some sort of addictive dopamine flood. It's like the kid is taking a hit, or drag on a cigarette.
We are going to look into a "patch" pretty soon for the little addict.
