Weaning? Ha!

It's now been about four hours since I announced, about as publicly as can be, that I'm going to try to wean Guthrie. And how's it going? Well, he woke up from his nap, cranky, and after trying for about 10 minutes to get him interested in something else, he pleaded, "Please may you nurse me so I will feel better?"

I gave in.

I'm weak.

Weak.

Mama wuss.

He's nursing as I type.

Weak.