This morning K & O were playing with their baby dolls (their current favorite thing to do). This time they were in the playroom holding their babies' faces upward toward the light that hangs from the ceiling. They were pretending that the "ceiling is the sky!" and the "light is the sun!" They were both looking up, squinting their own eyes, and holding their babies' faces directly upward toward the light. They were being super dramatic saying, "ooohh!! baby! baby! don't look right at the sun baby! it will hurt your eyes baby! you will be BLIND baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Then they'd dramatically fall to the ground, kicking and bucking, holding their babies to their chests, screaming, pretending that they were all blinded by looking too directly at the sun. ????!!??? They are both rolling around on the floor, dramatically clutching their babies, screaming about being "BLIND!!!!!!!!" Suddenly Owen comes to a complete stop. He sits up. He holds his baby's head to his neck, soothingly rubbing the baby's head, cooing and gently looking down at his precious baby doll. Then, very exaggeratedly cheerily and happily-chipperly he says to his baby: "It's o.k. baby! It's o.k. Douglas James! It's o.k.! You're just blind!"
Thursday, August 02, 2007
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Awwww...super cute!! What good daddies they are : )
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