Project Wean-Off

Hub has not given up on his quest for the boys' wean off from BM.

My boys have found a new way to fight for their cause.  So far, the boys are still leading in winning their battles.

Battle 1

Hubs : Big boys can't drink mommy's milk anymore.

Chubs : But mommy's milk is nice and sweet. 

Hubs : Big boys can drink from bottles and cups.

Chubs : I drink that too but now is time to sweep (sleep ) and milk from the breast is best.

Battle 2

Hubs : Ok, sleep time! (He means, everyone keep quiet now).

Dragon_boi : Ok. Drink milk first.

Hubs : Ok. Yay! Milk from the bottle!

Dragon_boi : Mommy... (with puppy eyes and cute sad droopy cheeks)

Me : Yesssss babe?

Dragon_boi : My tummy is rum-ber-wing.. (rumbling)

Me : Awww baby, poor you.. what would you like to have?

Dragon_boi : My tummy is rum-ber-wing... it needs mew-k (milk) from your bwest (breast).

Hubs :  

Me :  

Which Is Which?

Which is which? Part 1.

Hubs cleared one batch of our laundry from the dryer and put them all into a laundry basket for all of us to fold together later that evening. While preparing dinner, chubs called out to us from the living room. Hubs and I were in the kitchen.

Chubs : Mom! This dropped on the floor. 

Hubs : What dropped, chubs? Mommy's cooking... we're in here.

Chubs : This... This dropped. I helped mommy to take it.

Hubs and I turned around to look at what it was... 
Chubs held it up and said...

Chubs : Wook, mommy! Your breasts!

Hubs went  then  then .

Which is which? Part 2.

This was yet another one of those days hubs tried to annoy chubs about weaning off breast milk.

Upon seeing me turn off the kitchen lights, chubs knew it was time for his milk feed. So he exuberantly exclaimed, "Milk time!" I asked chubs to get me a breast pad from the drawer while I waited in bed. He said, "You wait here mom, I'll be right back." Out he went to fetch me one. 

The drawer was stuck so he asked hubs for help.

Hubs : What do you need, chubs?

Chubs : I need a breast pad, dad. 

Hubs : Naah.. I think you meant iPad right? 

Chubs : Nope. It's breast pad.

Hubs : Are you sure? But look at this video, it's your favourite... 

Chubs : Yes, I wike (like) it. (Paused to look and momèntarily forgot about the other pad.)

Me : Chubs, I'm waiting for you.. where are yooooouuuu?

Chubs : I'm coming, mom!

Chubs : Dad! Help me open the drawer pwease, I need help!

Chubs ran into the room once he got one pack of the breast pad and he said..

Chubs : Sorry, mom. Here... your iPad.

Which is which? Part 3.

At Metro yesterday...

Chubs : Mom, come... I wanna show u something. 

Chubs : Wook at this? Nice? It's nice white... for mommy's. 

Chubs : For mommy's bra.. For my breasts..

Me and DD2 : 

Chubs : No no.. for mommy's breasts.. my bra..

Me and DD2 : 

Chubs : No no wait.. It's nice bra.. white.. for mommy's breasts.. my milk.

When DD2 shared with hubs abt what just transpired, he said again.. "Gotta wean him off yer boobies la."

Well at least he no longer points to mannequins and says milk.  I personally think that's a huge improvement. 

The Art Of Saying Nope...

Hubs has been pestering me to wean the boys or rather the elder boy (chubs) off breast milk. He tried so many ways including this irritating the little chap...

Take 1

Hubs : Can I share?

Chubs : NO! (Almost screaming)

Chubs : It's miiiiinnnne!

(He almost bit it off! )

Take 2

Hubs : Can I share?

Chubs : No! Cannot, it's mine and baby's. Only 2.

(Him and his wittle dragon bro used their arms to cover their faces while being breastfed.)

Take 3

Hubs : Can I share?

Chubs : Noppiee.. nope.

Chubs : It's only for small children, right.. not for big man.

(He said to his wittle bro very nonchalantly) 

Chubs : Come babe, milk time.

Both trotted over to me hand in hand without any pressure.

They have both perfected the art of saying nope.