This blog is full of firsts...first smile, first roll over, first foods, etc. Well, we have another first. Meredith had her first fit. There really is a little bit of mommy in her after all.
She was playing with an empty package of wipes. It made the most wonderful crinkly sound. Daddy thought it wasn't appropriate to play with so he kept taking it away and each and every time, she started screaming until we gave it back to her. Then she would drop it and start screaming again. Fortunately, she's completely forgotten about it and we can go back to her 'real' toys.
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I apologize to Meredith for spoiling her fun. I guess I won't try to take any future "toys" away from her unless there is serious danger.
I remember when Grugg gave me my first fit. He took the Captain Morgan away and wanted to replace it with Malibu. We were all very upset and slightly concerned about the direction of his life.
About time we got some more colorful comments on here. Thanks to rjj for helping me practice my parenting skills at a young age. Now if I would have taken that bear away from Pete, that would have been a real fit.
That one was tried before. 200+ pounds of angry multi-nippled man raging about a missing bear named George. It didn't end well.
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