Dear Facebook friends: What happened to my great sleeper? Since he turned two, he's been fighting it. So torn between going in or letting him cry it out. Neither seems to work. Argh!!! – Amy in Bellingham
Dear Amy: I guess you think owning two cows and a golden egg in Farmville makes you a parenting expert. Not even close! This decision is made only by you. Thirty years from now when the toothless, meth soaked shell of your former self has moved back in with your grown son, and you’re crying your diapered ass to sleep, the decision will be his. Will he, A – come in and comfort you, or B - let you cry it out.
The decision is yours.
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