Ivo just woke up crying. I went upstairs to see WTF. He was sitting upright in the crib, and said, "Ivo crying." Yes. I rocked him a little and put him down. "You okay?" "Yeah." "You want some blankets?" "Yeah." And back to sleep.
THIS IS ALL BRAND NEW LIKE THE NEW WORLD WAS LIKE TO THE SETTLERS WHEN THEY GAVE ALL THOSE INDIANS SMALLPOX. Where did all the rocking and bottling and swaddling and tit-milk-drinking and backing out of the room slowly like a Butoh dancer and DONT WAKE THE BABY go? It just slowly slid away, and now there is a little kid who can communicate there instead. Oh well. That's the end of this blog then. Bye!
UNTIL HE WAKES UP.....
2 comments:
Ha ha. Not funny about you ending blog. :) You should keep on the blog train *at least* until Ivo is in school. Or maybe until he has his first date or something ...
YAY for grown up talking rational Ivo! What is next?? Will it be fun?? :P
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