Since we last spoke Samantha has cut her first tooth. So far this tooth has been met with mixed results. At times it does not appear to be bothering her, and other times it appears that it has stricken her entire body with excruciating pain.
Tonight was one of those "painful" nights. I walked in the door at 5:40 after a three hour meeting at work. I open my car door and I can already hear Samantha. I open the door to the kitchen and Samantha is red faced from crying and Amy looks like she is at her wits end. Here is Daddy to save the day right? Not so much. Samantha continues her tirade. I pull out all of my "go to" moves. I toss her high in the air (and catch her), I take her to look at herself in the big mirror, I tickle her stomach, and NOTHING seems to be working.
We decide to feed her her peaches a little early in hopes that will get her to chill. She loves the peaches! Crisis adverted! Parents of the year! Unfortunately we run out of peaches . . . . this does not set well with young Samantha. It is quite possibly the worst thing that has happened to her in her 7 short months on Earth. How in the world could Mommy and Daddy possibly run out of PEACHES! Meltdown returns. Now what are we to do? I suggest extracting the troublesome tooth. I get out voted (Amy's vote counts as 2 to my 1). Amy says put her to bed early . . . we go with Amy's idea. It was GENIUS! Not because Samantha went to sleep, but because we had to take Samantha's clothes off to put on her PJ's. Once naked she proceeds to laugh, smile, and play for the next 45 minutes. Shocking!
Check the video at the bottom
I'm naked! Party Time!
HA! HA! It's knee slapping funny all the stuff Mommy & Daddy were doing to make me quiet
Seriously Mommy . . . I just wanted out of my clothes that whole time!
2 comments:
Let's hear it for "Naked Baby" and Pooh. What a team.
Love,
Papaw & WaWa
She just gets cuter everytime we see her or pictures of her. We can't wait until Thanksgiving.
Love,
Big Guy & Grammy
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