Tuesday, April 15, 2008
vibrators
Emmett loves his vibrating chair. A lot. When Angela first gave it to us, I considered getting rid of it, due to the fluorescent jungle animals and plastic musical attachment. She insisted, however, that I keep it around, "just in case". Well, she never could have been more right. Emmett loves being held by mum and dad, but it seems when he gets overly tired, or he just wants to chill out and soak in his surroundings, he prefers the vibrating chair (with said plastic attachment unattached). I feel a little guilty putting him in it, since we are doing our best with "attachment parenting", but I must say, I am able to shower and write the occasional blog post because of this chair. I read somewhere that a child's IQ increases if they are able to stay peacefully awake and observe the world around them, and that is such the case with Emmett. I worried that he is turning a little anti-social, but he does still like to be held. I hang out with him in front of the chair and talk to him and read him the New Yorker. I guess no matter what your child does, you always question if you are doing the right thing for him/her and hope you aren't screwing them up for life.
On a different note. Emmett laughed at me for the first time yesterday. Why, you might ask, did I not capture this precious moment on film (or digital camera)? Well, the circumstances were as follows: I was changing E's diaper and he was buck naked when he started pooping some more. I was fumbling for another diaper to put under him so that poop didn't go everywhere. When he was finished, I wiped him up and that is when he started to laugh. It was pretty funny, and I had to laugh too. I guess he enjoyed seeing mom squirm and juggle everything under his behind. That little bugger! Plus, I think he just enjoys a good b.m. Like father, like son.
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it's official, everyone loves a poop joke!
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