Well...it's official. Yep, I have a fit thrower on my hands. Looks like I have to claim another child's personality traits.
Tonight I was in the tub with Tutti-Frutti for a quick bath and he grabbed the soapy washcloth and was going to town sucking on it. So...bad mother that I am (bathwater never killed anyone, right?) I just let him keep it until it was time for him to get out.
When I was finished bathing and rinsing him, I called for Daddy to come and get him. Daddy arrived, warm towel in hand and I proceeded to try and take the washcloth from the little clutches of the sweet, calm, laid back baby. OMG!!! What happened to my sweet, calm, laid back baby?!? He started with a little grunt, letting me know he was not having any part of me reclaiming the cloth. I tugged a little harder trying to take it, he started wailing, holding his breath, turning red, couldn't catch his breath, all while still holding on to the cloth for dear life. You would have thought I had killed him as much noise as he was making. Needless to say, I have ruined his poor little 7 month old life. Oh well, life goes on. So indeed...I have another child, one who is truly all mine.
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