Hey, Whatever Works
There are times when Colin is sort of like rabbit ears on an old TV set. The picture will only come in clear when you have one thumb on the antenna, your right leg held at a 47 degree angle from the floor and it's a Tuesday. There are only certain things that will soothe/amuse Colin for brief periods of time.
Yesterday, I was subject to a crying fit for about an hour. After trying virtually everything I learned in Baby Rearin' class and in practical hands on experience for the last 3+ months, I figured out that what he really wanted was to be plopped down in his bouncy chair facing the TV to watch "I Love the 90's" on VH1. (Remember cell phones?! And the Internet?!) Thank God for VH1 programming execs - I know that "I Love the 90's" will be shown pretty much non-stop for the next couple of weeks. So, the next time Colin is in some kind of snit, I'm hoping I can sit him down and we can reminisce with Hal Sparks about The Spice Girls and Crystal Pepsi.
Colin also enjoys the kitchen. Nothing in particular about the kitchen. He just seems to prefer to be in there more than any other room in the house.
There have also been two separate occasions where he's been soothed by Peter Gabriel's "Solsbury Hill" and my soulful rendition thereof.
There's also the changing table. This child hates being placed flat on his back on nearly every single surface, except the changing table. Maybe it's because we have the radio right there and he's hoping to catch some more Clapton? He seems to dig Clapton in a way that sometimes makes me doubt he's my son. At any rate, no matter his mood, he's instantly smiling and playing when we lay him down and start the dance of trying to change a diaper around his crazy, crazy legs.
Hopefully we're smart enough to realize that some of these tactics have a very short shelf life and are definitely subject to overkill. Nah. I have a feeling we're not that smart and soon we'll be dragging the changing table into the kitchen while singing "Solsbury Hill" like a couple of maniacs. At least until we stumble upon the next great, random way to make the boy happy!
Yesterday, I was subject to a crying fit for about an hour. After trying virtually everything I learned in Baby Rearin' class and in practical hands on experience for the last 3+ months, I figured out that what he really wanted was to be plopped down in his bouncy chair facing the TV to watch "I Love the 90's" on VH1. (Remember cell phones?! And the Internet?!) Thank God for VH1 programming execs - I know that "I Love the 90's" will be shown pretty much non-stop for the next couple of weeks. So, the next time Colin is in some kind of snit, I'm hoping I can sit him down and we can reminisce with Hal Sparks about The Spice Girls and Crystal Pepsi.
Colin also enjoys the kitchen. Nothing in particular about the kitchen. He just seems to prefer to be in there more than any other room in the house.
There have also been two separate occasions where he's been soothed by Peter Gabriel's "Solsbury Hill" and my soulful rendition thereof.
There's also the changing table. This child hates being placed flat on his back on nearly every single surface, except the changing table. Maybe it's because we have the radio right there and he's hoping to catch some more Clapton? He seems to dig Clapton in a way that sometimes makes me doubt he's my son. At any rate, no matter his mood, he's instantly smiling and playing when we lay him down and start the dance of trying to change a diaper around his crazy, crazy legs.
Hopefully we're smart enough to realize that some of these tactics have a very short shelf life and are definitely subject to overkill. Nah. I have a feeling we're not that smart and soon we'll be dragging the changing table into the kitchen while singing "Solsbury Hill" like a couple of maniacs. At least until we stumble upon the next great, random way to make the boy happy!
posted by Heidi at
7:07 PM
1 Comments:
Hooray for miracles!!!! Glad to see you both survived your first challenge(no-sleep for 3 months). Knew you two could do it!!! Now for the next big event, entertainment options during times of Colin frustration! It seems he is again taking after his Dad with a short attention span. Heidi, this will keep you on your toes for quite a few years to come. Pat's now 33 and still bounces around, Right! Good luck, I kept a lot of toys, and later games and puzzles to keep his active mind always challenged. I can remember being totally exhausted running around all day after a dashing toddler. Oh, the joys of parenthood!!!!
Love ya'
MOM W
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