To nap, or not to nap? That is the baby's question. The mommy's question is: to take Excedrin Migraine, or to take Extra Strength Advil? Once upon a time, in a happy animated land far away, the baby went down for a nap and slept like a little angel. Now our naptime routine goes something like this:
Baby begins rubbing eyes and whining. Generally, a miss crabby pants.
Mommy determines that Baby is ready for nap. Mommy puts crabby pants, I mean Baby, in crib and tucks in with sweet kisses.
Mommy leaves room. Advanced screaming begins. Mommy waits. Advanced screaming continues. Mommy returns to retuck Baby and display peace offering (see Pacifier).
Mommy leaves room. Baby opens Gates of Hell. Mommy waits. Baby sobs (see pathetic).
Baby becomes quiet. Mommy sighs with relief. Ten minutes pass in somber rejoicing.
Baby unleashes the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Mommy waits. Baby continues after short lull for pathetic sobbing. Mommy ponders "Scene of Mommy Warrior Returning to Rescue Baby from Terrible Naptime Horror"
Doors begin to rattle. Mommy gives up because Excedrin has worn off and Baby is apopleptic (may burst blood vessel if allowed to continue). Upon seeing Mommy, Baby appears like innocent, non-verbally abusive infant.
Mommy pops more Excedrin.
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They say it’s good for babies to exercise their vocals—makes for a strong voice--. =)
She really is adorable though. Even after reading this epic tale of Mommy vs. Naptime, I want to kiss her cheeks!
Great shot for your profile picture! I’ll have to show my mom how to view your blog and access your pictures.
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