Hobson House

Umm. Excuse me.


Yes, you. Listen, I'm gonna have to ask you to stop doing this:


and this:
and, while were at it, this:
See, if you persist in such actions, it will make it very hard for Mommy to leave you in the crib to "cry it out" as all of Mommy's cruel friends suggest she do. But, if you do not learn to forgo bottles during the middle of the night, or at least, for the love of all things slumber, every two hours, Mommy will never get any sleep and will continue to find things like Garfield websites "funny." Then Grandma, concerned about Mommy's warped humor, will call me and ask, "Are you okay...?" and I will say, "No!" and cry because I am a sleep deprived zombie teetering on the brink of lunacy.

I can't go on like this, okay?


So, we have a deal?

Wha - what is that? Are you even listening?!