The palaver of a childish father
Last night Cecelia woke up crying at 1:00 am; then 1:45 am, then 2:30 am, then 2:37 am, then 3:30 am…you get the idea. She’s been coughing like a bear, and I’ve noticed that she’s been tugging on her ear like she’s signaling a base-runner to steal third. Today, Nanny Steph informed us that she [...]
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Layla and Cecelia have a secret language. Layla crouches down so that she’s nose-to-nose, point-blank with Cece’s face, and whispers, “Hi. Hi. Hi, big gurl, Hi.” Cecelia laughs which makes Layla laugh and it’s an adorable cycle. Then, there’s the morning time (see photo above), when it hits the fan and they collaborate and scream [...]
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Layla was in the bathroom with Rachelle this morning while Rachelle was brushing her hair. Rachelle’s stomach started growling loudly since she hadn’t eaten breakfast. Layla, taken back by it, exclaimed: “Mommy’s pooping!”
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Layla calls Cecelia “Easy”, which was derived from her inability to pronounce ‘Cece’. “Where Easy?” “Hi Easy.” Easy, Easy, Easy. On one hand, it’s really cute. On the other hand I hope it’s a nickname she shakes before high school. Nobody wants to be called Easy in high school. “Hey, who’s that girl.” “Oh, she’s [...]
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What’s that noise? Why it’s the sound of me not posting. I’ll get back into it soon. I’m just hibernating. Here’s a little something: Yesterday morning, Layla pressed my buttons to the point that I was so mad I almost cried. And the battle was over the fact that I opened her slice of cheese [...]
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