Now that he has learned to use them I am afraid he'll never go back.
This is what happens when Samuel is strapped in the car seat, stroller or grocery cart. He starts to wine, I start talking baby talk, making funny faces, singing songs (yes even in public) to get him to stop. He then gets a little louder, not quite a real cry. Then I look down and he has these alligator tears sitting perfectly on his face.
The first few times this happened I was totally shocked. "My poor baby," I thought, "he is so upset!" After I immediately unstrap him and pick him up his "crying" stops instantaneously and he becomes his chipper self, still with the alligator tears perfectly pooled on his face. He is a smart little one. Matt thinks he is faking it...and it's totally working. So lately anytime we go anywhere, Target, grocery shopping, on walks, the mall, he squeezes out Alligator tears and I end up holding him and pushing the cart or stroller at the same time. You may be saying don't give in so easily, but there is no choice when he starts with those tears. I get the scariest looks from anyone who sees his little cupid face so sad.
Let's just hope this is a phase, a very short one.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Posted by Dinner Club in CT at 10:06 PM