EC is way too trendy to be called "radical."
And as for whether or not it works, the evidence is pretty scanty. For some kids, it gets them potty-trained earlier. In most cases, it's the stay-at-home parent who's being trained, not the kid.
I'm very surprised to hear that breastfeeding past 2 years is considered outside the norm - I don't know any SAHMs in my local circle who had weaned by then. (Dylan self-weaned early because I was back at work full time and couldn't pump enough to keep my supply up.)
i.e. shops at Whole Foods but not at the food co-op
Heh. (And also Oh, That Explains It. Most of my immediate social circle is still boycotting WF over the CEO's healthcare hissy fit, and our food coop has its own Wikipedia page.)
Heh. Most of my circle boycotted Whole Foods for a week or two after that healthcare thing, but then it got to be too much of a pain, except for the people who live right near an independent health food store or coop.
I'm kind of glad I don't have a convenient Whole Foods (and also am pretty cheap) so I don't have to grapple with that issue.
our food coop has its own Wikipedia page.
I'm fairly sure your coop has its own variant of fandom_wank, and I don't even live there.
I usually go to Whole Foods maybe once every other month or so, to stock up on stuff like Vegenaise or nutritional yeast or the kind of hot cereal I like that I can't get at the regular grocery store. I tried finding independent health food stores to buy that stuff at, but all of them took way too long to get to.
There's a show on TV about small children who swallow various objects or poisons, leading to medical emergencies.
Oh, lord, which Buffistasprog was it that ate the thing on the toilet seat that time? "It was small and white and it looked like a tooth so I ate it." I was
weeping
with laughter over that one. The joys of parenting.
Oh, lord, which Buffistasprog was it that ate the thing on the toilet seat that time? "It was small and white and it looked like a tooth so I ate it." I was weeping with laughter over that one. The joys of parenting.
That was a Cindysprog, wasn't it? Christopher, maybe?
Oh, lord, which Buffistasprog was it that ate the thing on the toilet seat that time? "It was small and white and it looked like a tooth so I ate it."
That was Cindy's son Christopher.
