Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts

Monday, August 17, 2009

5 am?


What were you doing at five am, we ask?
In our home Adam had just woken from a seven hour sleep in his crib. (That in itself is noteworthy as he usually sleeps only an hour or two before waking up and coming to bed with Mom and Dad.) When Mommy went to get him she discovered that his pajamas and crib sheet were soaked. Adam was apparently much sleepier than his bladder and his little diaper could not keep up. An emergency early morning bath pursued. Adam could not understand what had gotten into Mommy. The look on his face during the bath said "I would rather be sleeping". He was relieved after we were in bed again were he soon fell asleep nursing. He did not rouse again until after nine. He definitely inherited his Daddy's dislike of getting up early. When he did wake up he had a dry diaper and went potty right away in the toilet.I guess he did not want a repeat of 5 am.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

I'll Cheer You Up Daddy

Daddy has been very sick with the stomach flu. As Adam saw Daddy was taking a bath he was very adamant that he needed to join him. It did not take long until Adam was splashing and Daddy was smiling. We had been watching the Baby Signs DVD just prior to the bath. While Adam splashed we repeated the word "water" while doing the sign. Adam signed "water" back. This was his first recognizable time signing "water". If you have to be sick it is nice to have someone brighten your day. Well done, Adam. Such a sweet little boy.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

A Long Day


Adam set a personal record for crying today. It is unusual for him to cry -- get a little fussy, yes, but actual crying is rare, especialy for extended periods. The crying began around 2:00 pm. Mommy tried everything she could think of, everything her mother could think of, and everything Daddy could think of. Daddy left work to help take care of him at 3:00 pm. Adam would stop only for very short intervals; if he slept he would softly cry in his sleep. It was very hard not to be able to make it all better. Finally around 7:30 pm he showed an interest in one of his toys, and gave the first smile since the onset over five hours earlier. Shortly thereafter he had his first peaceful real nap of the day. He slept for several hours. When he awoke he was much happier. He even took time to study the screensaver on the family computer (which is the computer age equivalent of stopping to smell the roses). It has been a long day with a happy ending.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Squeaky Clean