Any Given Evening

We have come to know the hours of 8 to 11 p.m. as your 'fussy' time. This is usually the time of day when the bouncy seat won't suffice, the swing doesn't interest you, and you even get frustrated with being held. There's usually not much we can do for you except let you cry it out, console you when you'll allow us and let you work through it.

Tonight I decided to try a bath. It worked! You didn't scream but actually rather enjoyed it. You just splashed your hands in the water and kicked your feet.

After bath time, I put on your PJ's and brushed your hair and that's when I discovered a little tuft on top that can be made to stick straight up! Call it a mohawk or an Alfalfa rip off, but it was pretty darn cute!

You enjoyed some time in the boppy. You try so hard to sit up. You noticed the picture on the wall, the lamp beside the bed and you even posed for a few pictures. But it wasn't long before you were tired of that too.

I could say that my feelings are hurt, but I knew it would happen. Daddy has become the one to console you. As soon as he came to the rescue, you calmed down. He held you up close and talked to you and you just stared straight back at him. You kept hitting him on the chin, playing with his goatee. You even gave him eskimo kisses!

Soon, you were in your "spot." This is the place where you can stretch your body out across daddy's chest, tuck your feet underneath you, and bury your face in your little arms. And then you were fast asleep.

Some might say that daddy is spoiling you but it won't be long before you are too big to fit neatly in your "spot." So, while you can, rest little one. You are daddy's boy, and on any given evening, you can drift off to sleep knowing you are safe and loved.