The reason I bring this up now is that she *still* will randomly point to her forehead, murmur "a bee," and start crying. That's what she's doing here:
Thursday, October 9, 2014
Traumatized
Several weeks ago, there was a fly in the dining room during dinner. The baby kept pointing at it, jumping on her chair (yes, I know-- totally unsafe), and squealing "A BEE!! A BEE!!" Then the fly flew directly into her forehead. It was hilarious-- I've never seen anything like it. It bounced off her head. She completely froze, then started shaking with this terrified look on her face, and then she burst into tears. Eric and I were laughing too hard to help her (yes, I know-- we are terrible parents).
The reason I bring this up now is that she *still* will randomly point to her forehead, murmur "a bee," and start crying. That's what she's doing here:
We'd better start saving for her future therapy bills.
The reason I bring this up now is that she *still* will randomly point to her forehead, murmur "a bee," and start crying. That's what she's doing here:
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The poor little lamb! She needs her grandma to cry with her and keep those nasty bees away! love, Grandma
ReplyDeleteTime to sing "I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee ..."
ReplyDeleteLove,
Gramps