Kurt and I discovered a new game to play with the baby, although I think it’s more amusing to us than it is to her. Earlier tonight Sophia was having a bit of a fuss session. Kurt was holding her, standing and swaying, but Sophia kept on fussing. I don’t know what prompted Kurt’s next reaction to her fussiness, but then again what prompts Kurt to do any of the things he does? (Don’t think about that one too hard, it’ll hurt) I was sitting on our bed and Kurt was on the other side of our tiny master bedroom. I didn’t actually see what he did, but Sophia briefly stopped her fussing and Kurt laughing hysterically came over to me, “Watch this”. Sophia started her fussing and Kurt blew on her face which triggered her startle reflex. Her arms flew up from her sides, she stopped her fussing, stared at him wide eyed for a few seconds as if to say, “You Bastard!” We both laughed. Nothing more entertaining than baby torture I tell ya.
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My baby leaks from both ends…what's the hospital's policy on returns?
hah! I can picture it! Now startle me. My brain hurts… I’ve been trying to think of what prompts certain men to do what they do.
Lead paint!
I can’t think of any reason to dispute that. It must be true. Poor man.