Lately, Mariella has dissolved into tears about 3/4ths of the way through her evening meals. She seemed to be in pain, as the cries escalated to howls, then screams.
Mama & Papa frantically searched their minds for a cause. Intestinal torsion? The bots or perhaps scrofula? No, none of those seemed quite severe enough to account for those screams!
Then Papa happened to walk out of the room with her, mid-episode. The screaming quieted! In fact, she seemed fine as long as he kept wandering around the house, the front steps, the patio, the garage... in short, just keep moving. Those bright little eyes watch the ceiling, look out the windows, fix on a passing desklamp; but stop more than half a minute, and the cries returned.
We think we may have found who got Papa's travel gene.
P.S. We gave it a valiant effort, but she's sharp enough to have worked out that the rocking chair really isn't going anywhere. Up and walking with changing scenery is what she demands. Surprisingly, the bouncy chair, if agitated violently enough, will keep her quiet. We don't think she's fooled, though; more likely, she figures one of these days, we'll accidentally bounce it just a little too hard and catapult her somewhere interesting, like maybe our kangaroo pod bush! (Or Australia -- I'm sure Australia would meet with her approval... for about 30 seconds!)
Then Papa happened to walk out of the room with her, mid-episode. The screaming quieted! In fact, she seemed fine as long as he kept wandering around the house, the front steps, the patio, the garage... in short, just keep moving. Those bright little eyes watch the ceiling, look out the windows, fix on a passing desklamp; but stop more than half a minute, and the cries returned.
We think we may have found who got Papa's travel gene.
P.S. We gave it a valiant effort, but she's sharp enough to have worked out that the rocking chair really isn't going anywhere. Up and walking with changing scenery is what she demands. Surprisingly, the bouncy chair, if agitated violently enough, will keep her quiet. We don't think she's fooled, though; more likely, she figures one of these days, we'll accidentally bounce it just a little too hard and catapult her somewhere interesting, like maybe our kangaroo pod bush! (Or Australia -- I'm sure Australia would meet with her approval... for about 30 seconds!)
Papa and Mariella, both in a better mood
2 comments:
Awwww... that's so bloomin' cute! You've got a smart girl there.
Great story! The twins are forever newborns to me, since that is the way they are displayed on our fridge. Was surprised to see her so grown-up-looking!
It appears we have a travel bum as well. Actually, her problem has more to do with sitting on the part of her holder. If you sit (even while swaying and bouncing in the same fashion as you were when standing) she cries until you stand again. How can she tell and why does it matter that her elevation is now 2 feet lower than before? Maybe she has gotten the rock climbing gene.
Brandy
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