I wish I had a video of this to share. But I don’t. Although if I did, I swear we’d be strolling away with the $100,000 grand prize on America’s Funniest Home Videos.
Wednesday: Jeff had a particularly rough day with Bobby. The child just screamed all day – no major illness or injury, just a little CBS – “Crabby Baby Syndrome.” By the time I got home from work that afternoon, I found Jeff sitting on the bed with a (finally) sleeping baby in his arms. We whispered our conversation, so as not to wake Bobby. As we spoke, I saw Bobby’s eyes open. Wide. Staring up at Jeff. I motioned for Jeff to look down at him, and as God is my witness… the moment Jeff looked at Bobby, that little stinker snapped his eyes shut.
So, Jeff turns back to me and we start whispering again. Bobby’s eyes open again. Wide. Staring at Jeff. He looked down at Bobby, again, at which point Bobby quickly closed his eyes. Again.
This happened one or two more times, and by the last time Jeff and I were laughing so hard, Bobby just gave up and kept his eyes open. (Thank goodness he sensed our amusement, and joined us with smiles and giggles.)
If Bobby’s little trick is any indication of the years ahead, we’re in big trouble.