Breanna just had a five-minute cooing conversation with my nipple. I’d like to think that she was saying how wonderful the milk was, but I think it’s possible that she was expressing her disgust over the fact that, before supper, I placed her in the bouncy seat in the bathroom and then when I noticed she was asleep, I turned out the light and left her in there to actually eat my supper while it was still hot and my family was still at the table. When she woke up, I went in and found that she was sitting there, eyes scrunched up, tiny fist shaking in the air while she babbled, “Alala! AH la la!” angrily at me, which I think translates to, “I can’t believe you left me in the goddamn bathroom, bitch!”
And also after supper tonight, Hayley was singing to herself but she was singing so softly that I couldn’t make out the words and I didn’t recognize the tune as any of the songs we normally sing or listen to. I asked her what she was singing and she looked me straight in the eye and said, “oh, nothing. It’s just an old camp song.”
Just an old camp song?! From when? The days you worked on a ranch and camped out at night with your horse and a can of beans over the campfire?
I have strange children.
I was reading this while on the phone with Mommy and Daddy and I had to read the bit about Hayley to them because I was laughing out loud. Har!
Oh, and by the way, I love that picture of Bree doing her sleep imitation of you from your days of traveling with Daddy in the car. Hee!
Ha, when my son was a few weeks old and wouldn’t stop freaking out one night, we put him in his bouncy chair in the bathroom and turned on the faucet to get him to sleep. We turned the faucet off a couple minutes later and he slept in the bathroom for two hours. I remember praying that no one would come over and see that we were keeping our baby in a chair on the floor in front of the toilet. Hey, man, whatever works.
Whatever works man! Owen, when especially hungry cracks a big smile and let out a big squeal of joy when he sees the boob 🙂