All babies love their mothers singing, right?
So it's 7pm, I'm exhausted... the day started at 5am. Quinn Does not want to sleep. He's on his fifth wind. He's sitting on the floor playing with one of his slippers (don't ask) While I rock myself in the rocking chair.
When I get tired I start acting silly and loud. I'm pulling at my eyes and making really loud fake singing "LA LA LA LA" sounds. Quinn comes over lovingly with his slipper still in hand, crawls up on my lap while I am still signing he smiles and proceeds to shove the slipper in my mouth. Was that a hint?
When I get tired I start acting silly and loud. I'm pulling at my eyes and making really loud fake singing "LA LA LA LA" sounds. Quinn comes over lovingly with his slipper still in hand, crawls up on my lap while I am still signing he smiles and proceeds to shove the slipper in my mouth. Was that a hint?
3 Comments:
Hmmm... its usually 'put a sock in it'...
There were no socks on the floor. Maybe he thought the slipper was close enough.
I've heard that LALA tune, it's not pretty :)
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