It’s been 12 days since Baby C’s accident. Since that time his burns have healed up quite nicely and all he has left are three red marks (two on his chest and one on his arm) from his burns.
So tonight when I was undressing him for his bath he pointed at one of the red marks and said, “Boo boo?”
“Yes, that’s a boo boo,” I concurred (like a doctor).
He then pointed to another red mark and then said, “That’s a boo boo?”
“Yes, honey, that’s a boo boo,” I assured him.
He then pointed to his nipple and said, “Boo boo?”
I guffawed. “No, son. That’s not a boo boo.”
Other Baby C antics
- I have a Darth Vader coin bank on a book shelf in my living room. Baby C has been pressing the button on it all night which activates Vader and plays the Imperial March. While the song is playing he marches in place until it’s over. Then, he hits the button again and begins marching in place again. This has gone on for hours. I finally had to move it out of reach for some peace and quiet.
- Baby C was wrestling with Baby B. After hitting the button on the Darth Vader coin bank for the umpteenth time, he ran back at Baby B, who wasn’t paying attention, and smacked him. Right in the junk. Baby B now knows to pay attention when he’s watching his brother.