No Singing!

Sometimes, B cries for no apparent reason. On these occasions when he won't indicate what's wrong and it's not readily apparent, I have found a quick and easy way to immediately halt his high-pitched cries. It turns out that B does not have an appreciation for one of the finer things in life...my singing. When he is in the midst of one his crying jags, I simply begin to sing and he screams, "Uh, uh!" and waves his hands in the air to tell me to stop. Once I stop singing, he stops crying.

Were I a more sensitive soul I might be offended by B's obvious rejection of my musical talents...or lack of, as the case may be. However, I'm just glad that there is a way to quickly end B's hysterics. Anyway, B is rapidly becoming quite the linguist so when Papa Bear began singing to him this past Saturday, B said, "Stop singing!"

Hah! B's never actually told me to stop anything; I just ASSUME he wants me to stop. There's no empirical proof like P.B. now has:)