When I was pregnant with Jordyn, I would look on the babycenter boards where there were other women that were due in the same month as I was. One day, someone posted a story about a family who had a 6 month old boy who was shaken by his daycare provider. He was unconscious for three months but is thankfully getting better. There were a few times where I would sit at the computer bawling while I read her blog. I'm sure it wasn't smart to read while pregnant but I just had to know how this sweet little baby was doing. I looked at her blog tonight and while he is doing better, at a year old, he still can't even hold up his head or eat. I found myself tearing up again and wondering where this world is going to. There are so many horrible stories about people doing things to their kids and it makes no sense. Just walk away!! Put them down!! My mother in law and I were talking about something similar and she said that when Travis' niece was a baby (she's almost 17 now), he stood over her and said, "how do people hurt little babies?" I concur. How do people hurt these precious, little souls that are so innocent? I just don't understand.....
Monday, January 21, 2008
Random
What a sweet little baby we have. I had just put J.J. down for the night in her crib (yes, she is doing very well) and I realized that Travis hadn't yet ironed his clothes for tomorrow. We had been using that room as our throw whatever in room and that is where the ironing board ended up. And since Travis irons EVERY day, it's just easier to leave up. I just told him to be as quiet as he could but as soon as he started, she turned her head and opened her eyes. She didn't make a sound as he ironed. She just watched for a bit and then yawned and turned her head and went back to sleep. Ahh, what a good baby.
As for my parrot Makenna, we were driving in the car yesterday when there were a couple of idiot drivers out on the road. One of them didn't want to stop for the stop sign as I was already going through the intersection which unfortunately happens a lot. Anyway, my daughter yells out, "Dang dude!!!" And then down the street another car did the same thing and she said "goodness sakes". I guess I'm ok just as long as I don't say anything worse. I've been known to give these drivers a tongue lashing while out and about. I am proud to say that we have quit saying the 'bad' word 'punk'. Travis and I would playfully call each other that and I didn't realize how often we did until she started saying it. It doesn't sound so nice coming from a two year old. So we decided that we would all stop saying it. It was hard to get out of the habit at first but we are all 'punk' free now.
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Labels: bad driving, sweet babies



