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I think I've figured out what my parenting style is.

Wimptachment parenting.

Half the night fighting with the toddler bed, barring the door; half the night cuddled up with mom and dad.
I'm home all day with my little guy, but I've still developed a son who is obsessed with television.
I'm still thinking about kid-led weaning, but I kind of keep hoping he'll wean really soon now.
Some days, I serve organic vegetables from the farmshare with chicken nuggets from the freezer.

At least I still really like my cloth diapers.

These whining fits aren't really big. They're as small as peas.