Had to write these few things down before I forget to mention them on the blog...
One of your more funny moments came when Daddy was giving you a bath. You have lots of "sea creature" bathtoys that float, and Daddy thought it would be funny to sing the Jaws theme and swim one of the sharks toward you. So as the shark got closer and closer, the song speeds up and the big finish is when the shark kisses you all over your tummy. Your version is to swim the shark around singing "doo doo doo doo doo" and then you give the shark real kisses. Gotta try to catch that one on video sometime!
You also are learning lots of animal noises. We love to ask you each one, "What does a sheep say? What does a cow say?" And you say the answers in your own funny way. Moo and Baa come out pretty clear, but your version of "Oink Oink" and "Ribbit Ribbit" sound like two silly grunts! I tried and tried to get a good video of this one too, but you were way too distracted and sleepy. We will keep practicing though!
And lastly, yesterday morning you were majorly fussy on the way to daycare. You always get a cup of milk to drink but are usually upset when it is suddenly empty. I just couldn't figure out how to make you happy. We sang, I tried to reach back and hold your hand, I tried turning down the radio.... I think you have taken after me and just get mad when we come to a complete stop and truly hate bumper-to-bumper traffic. (I told your Grammy that I am worried you will grow to resent me for trapping you in your car seat so much and you confirmed my fear by crying "Daddy, Daddy" over and over.)
But when we arrived at daycare, I realized that you had spit up some of the milk. (Warning: gross description in 3, 2, 1) It was like tiny cottage cheese everywhere. Not like liquidy, but chunky and smelled awful. No mother can take her child to daycare looking like that. So I am standing in the rain, trying to hold my umbrella over the door by squishing the handle under my chin, and trying to wipe you off enough that it isn't so noticeable. And did I mention that it got all over the buckles to your carseat? Those are a little more challenging to clean. (Yes, my formerly clean car now smells a bit like barfed up milk.)
So I was talking to your daddy on the phone afterwards and told him all that happened and how frustrating it was. Like that is how I want to start my morning off! And he goes, "Okay, well I had better let you go." What sympathy! I think we should take a vote and see who you want to drive you to daycare all next week...
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Katie,
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean when talk about barf smell and white chunky barf in the car seat. When we started Addison on milk I had the pleasure of cleaning out her car seat about 4 times before figuring out that she had some type of milk sensitivity. And it always seemed to happen on the way to work. I would get to Josh's parents and have to give her a bath and then yes my car smelled horrible and we had to hose down the car seat outside with the hose pipe. Such joys!!