Compromise seems to be the best thing to do in order to maintain sanity while raising a little one. With daddy in California, it was just mommy and the boys. Ryebread wasn't in the mood to be fed dinner that night (who wouldn't want to just sit back, relax and be fed!?), so rather than fight him with each bite - we compromised. If you want to eat your sloppy, stain-inducing meat ravioli by yourself, you're going to do it in your diaper! Compromise is a beautiful thing.
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