My youngest son (19 months old) has been easy going since birth. So easy going in fact, that on the way home from the hospital, he was SO quiet, both John and I FORGOT he was even in the back seat!
Now that's not to say he isn't loud when he chooses to be but as you'll see from the following story, it's usually when he really really really needs us to understand something. Usually.
Alexander has always been easy to put to bed. He may not sleep the longest, but he's simple to put to bed. Give him his puppy and his paci. Turn on his noise machine. Hug, kiss and lay him down. He's pretty much put himself to sleep since he was brand new.
Well the last few days have not been that way. Mr. Fussypants all the way! Tonight I'd really gotten to the point that I figured it was just one of those "stages" and he was just gonna have to learn to soothe himself to sleep, darn it!
So the "let-him-cry-for-10-minutes-and-then-go-check-on-him-and-lay-him-back-down-in-the-crib-and-walk-out" routine commenced.
And continued...
SCREAMING
and
"MAMA!!! WHEH AHHHHH YOOUUUUUU???"
( he doesn't say much but he can say that)
and CONTINUED...
For an hour and a half!
Each time, nothing was noticeably wrong with him. I even turned the light on once which I NEVER do after I've put him to bed.
I was just about to let him cry longer when I went in one last time. I must have grabbed his paci differently than any other time...
OOOHHHHHH!!! I get it now, Buddy!
Poor Punky! I got him a new paci. Snuggled him in the rocking chair. I even apologized that it took me so long to get it. He grunted what could only have been "I forgive you"
"It's tough not being able to talk, isn't it Buddy"
He said "Uh huh" and giggled.
Then laid right down in his crib and went to sleep.
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