Ok, I am not making this up. I was listening to "New Soul" when I pulled up your blog. Then I paused it to watch your video. Then when "New Soul" started playing....I was a little confused.
We've tried everything; I cut out the middle section where Tyler washed the doll's hair and pointed out that she didn't cry. That sometimes works, a little. It wasn't always this bad, but has just gotten worse little by little to where you'd think we were sticking needles in her eyes by the sound of her. Tyler has always been in charge of baths, so it's not like I sprung this on him recently. But I think he's a saint.
Apparently, according to some shady sources (my mother) I used to scream bloody murder when it was time to brush my teeth. I would kick and scream and thrash around. Apparently every night they would have to mop up the floor from all the tears I shed.
I'm not sure this is all true. But if it is, my parents survived (I guess) and I turned out fairly normal (I guess) and am now a huge advocate of dental hygiene.
I couldn't help but laugh, especially with your choice of background music, and Soren is sitting on my lap asking so sincerely, "Why you laughing, Mama?" as in, this is clearly traumatic and no laughing matter. Hopefully she'll outgrow it someday...Isn't parenting FUN?! (ha)
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Have you tried using a fancy cup that she could play with and dump on her own head? Maybe one of those water pitchers that look like barnyard animals.
I'm not going to have kids.
Ok, I am not making this up. I was listening to "New Soul" when I pulled up your blog. Then I paused it to watch your video. Then when "New Soul" started playing....I was a little confused.
Tyler's either a sucker or a saint.
When you stayed with us, I tried washing her hair thinking that if Mia did it then it would be the cool thing to do- Didn't work for me either.
We've tried everything; I cut out the middle section where Tyler washed the doll's hair and pointed out that she didn't cry. That sometimes works, a little. It wasn't always this bad, but has just gotten worse little by little to where you'd think we were sticking needles in her eyes by the sound of her. Tyler has always been in charge of baths, so it's not like I sprung this on him recently. But I think he's a saint.
Apparently, according to some shady sources (my mother) I used to scream bloody murder when it was time to brush my teeth. I would kick and scream and thrash around. Apparently every night they would have to mop up the floor from all the tears I shed.
I'm not sure this is all true. But if it is, my parents survived (I guess) and I turned out fairly normal (I guess) and am now a huge advocate of dental hygiene.
I couldn't help but laugh, especially with your choice of background music, and Soren is sitting on my lap asking so sincerely, "Why you laughing, Mama?" as in, this is clearly traumatic and no laughing matter. Hopefully she'll outgrow it someday...Isn't parenting FUN?! (ha)
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