:(
Last Sunday, DS was having a day of badness. Proper 'Where the Wild Things Are' stuff. Usally a bedtime b/f gets him nicely calm before sleeping. This time he clamped his teeth shut AND WOULD NOT LET GO until I slapped him eventually managed to persuade him.
Next morning I was way to sore to feed him. In the evening he didn't ask. He's asked once or twice since then but accepted a NO without much grumbling. So, I guess that it it. Not sure how I expected it to end, but not like this. Quite sad really.