Wito is experiencing a shrieking phase. A major shrieking phase.
And not in an unhappy or bothered way, but in a blissful my-life-is-AWESOME kind of way. Time to eat? IIIEEEEEEYYYEEEEEEE! Time for a nap? IIIEEEYYYEEEEEEEEEEE! Time to play? IEEEYYYYYEEEEEEEEEE! Time for Music Together? IEEEYYYYEEEEEEEEE! Time for a walk? IEEEEYYEEEEEEEEEEEE!
You get the picture. At first, it was absolutely darling…the clasping of hands, the huge gummy grin, the excitement. But now, people, my ears hurt. The neighbors’ ears hurt. How can taking a nap be SO thrilling? As I type this, he is lying in his crib, shrieking with undeniable glee to the mobile.
I definitely do not have an emo baby.
I’ve added some shriek for your listening pleasure. It must be your lucky day.