I was so excited when Stella began to gurgle and coo. It was fun to hang out on the changing table and chat. We had some good conversations. (Why do babies like to talk while they get their butts wiped? Another topic…)
But now she started shrieking. Not just a little happy shriek, but a full-blown eardrum shattering squeal.
Our windows face the park and I’m waiting for the Department of Human Services to break down our door, armed and ready, after being reported on by a Concerned Citizen hearing her howls from the park and calling 911. Hopefully that won’t happen, but I guess we’ll see.
Meanwhile, I have to remember to hold her mouth clear of my already sore ears. If you are near Erie, CO and hear anything that sounds like brake-pads fighting to maintain their grip on the wheels of a runaway DC-10 that will be us.
I’m just hoping this is another “phase”.
