Sad to say, this technique does not seem to work any more since my first few attempts. These days, Papa and Mama seem to enjoy watching me do it, sometimes laughing or video recording me too. Sigh.
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Stationery Crying
Nov 9, 2009
Sad to say, this technique does not seem to work any more since my first few attempts. These days, Papa and Mama seem to enjoy watching me do it, sometimes laughing or video recording me too. Sigh.
A Shoulder to Climb On
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Apr 14, 2008
My sudden amplification of wailing has recently brought me to new height…literally.
Thought I would try my luck the other day by wailing progressively louder whilst being cradled. Eventually, a variety of methods was tried to soothe me and one of it involved carrying me on their shoulders. I stopped crying immediately to admire the view from this higher vantage point. Hmmm…looks pretty good from up here. ;-D
Now I wonder if I should push my luck and see if anyone would want to try putting me on their heads…
Thought I would try my luck the other day by wailing progressively louder whilst being cradled. Eventually, a variety of methods was tried to soothe me and one of it involved carrying me on their shoulders. I stopped crying immediately to admire the view from this higher vantage point. Hmmm…looks pretty good from up here. ;-D
Now I wonder if I should push my luck and see if anyone would want to try putting me on their heads…
Dial CRY for Cradle
Mar 18, 2008
Usually I will feel sleepy and satisfied after my feed but for the past few days, I seem to have developed a knack for wanting something more. Yup, the adults have discovered that it isn’t so easy to drop me off in my basket to sleep right after a meal. I guess it must be a part of my baby phase to demand for an incentive to coo me to sleep.
So now, my every feed must be followed by someone cradling me. If not I shall refuse to go to sleep and deny everyone rest with my crying and wailing.
Yet another privilege of babyhood membership discovered. ;-D
So now, my every feed must be followed by someone cradling me. If not I shall refuse to go to sleep and deny everyone rest with my crying and wailing.
Yet another privilege of babyhood membership discovered. ;-D
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