The other day I put the boys down for a nap (just the youngest ones) and went back downstairs. After a little while the normal crying got worse and I could tell it was Tyler. His cry is a little higher pitched than Brody's. Since it was increasingly alarming I went upstairs to check on him. He was sitting up in his crib with his blanket over his head crying his little lungs out. He looked like a little ghostie. It was so sad and cute all at the same time. Somehow he got his blanket over his head and he wasn't able to pull it off. Luckily these are very thin muslin blankets that we use in the summertime so he was able to breathe just fine. It just scared him.
Speaking of scary things...Brody has developed a fear of any toy that moves on its own and looks like an animal or person. We have a bath toy that's a seal and his flippers move if you wind him up. He's TERRIFIED of this toy so we have to remember to remove it completely from the tub at bathtime or else it's a recipe for a complete and utter meltdown. Hunter likes it when he bathes so we still have it around for him. We also have a few other wind-up toys that do jumps and flips and the like and even if they aren't wound up and moving he will look at those toys wide-eyed and then crawl far far away whenever he stumbles upon them. He's our little sensitive guy.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
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