Saturday, September 18, 2010
So tired tonight my eyelids are twitching, so we'll just have to upload the pictures and skip the commentary. Someone needs to tell Calvin that although his sister did the same thing, it is very much NOT all right that he is still waking up two and even three times a night at 10.5 months old. I'm weary of serving as his personal snack bar, but when I try to ignore his calls for Room Service he just keeps dialing and dialing and dialing. Boy but I do have a couple of willful children. Much good may it do them in life, but in the meantime-- I badly need more sleep. This eyelid thing is creeping me out.
Posted by K at 5:48 PM
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Just about anything you do or say around a baby of 10 months seems to build a new synaptic pathway into his little brain, even the things you'd think he'd grow sick and tired of. Peekaboo, for example. Sure the ending is happy, but it's so... predictable. He just doesn't care. And he'll play peekaboo with anyone: mother, father, sister, stranger on street corner. Smile at him and he gives you the benefit of the doubt, gives your comedy routine a chance.
Posted by K at 8:57 AM
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Why does she say "no" to everything? 'Cause it's fun to say. It's spunkier than "yes." And the grown-ups know that you don't really mean it all the time. As a father of three once told me, back before I had kids, "No isn't a word. It's a way of life."
Textbook example-- this morning, 7:00 a.m., the kitchen. Audrey holds out her cup and says to me, "I don't want any orange juice... in this cup."
Posted by K at 7:09 PM