The swing. I love it. I will ever be grateful for it. But sometimes it ticks me off. It ticks me off when she doesn't like it and I'm like, "WHY! Why can't you just be happy in there and let me take a break!!!!" Then other days/nights I'll struggle with her for a hour, crying, swaying, singing and NOTHING. She's STILL UPSET and won't sleep. I give up and give the swing a shot and SILENCE. INSTANT. Quickly put to sleep by a machine, no matter how hard I tried, the machine is doing a better job. And then I just hate it. But at the same time am so glad I have it. Seriously. How did people do it in the olden days? Some nights Scarlet swings all night long! What if I didn't have it! Would I have to stand and swing her all night long? Or rock her ALL NIGHT for 8 hours? What the heck? How did people do it? I don't understand. But once upon a time, probably when I was 8, I thought it would be cool to churn my own butter. NOT ANYMORE. Crossing plains, camping, bugs, squirrels. Kneading dough by hand. EVERYDAY!!!! For real? What an exhausting life! And it's not like you can just not do it. You wouldn't eat if so. What about when you're sick? This is probly why people died so much. It was such a hard, impossible life. If you get sick, that's the end. Who can take care of you when your husband doesn't know how to cook, and has to spend the day on the farm anyway? So you just starve and die. I know I sound like a lunatic. I get that way sometimes. Point being- I'm glad I live now and not then. And I'm glad I have a swing. I think, back in the pioneer days, I would have been a VERY miserable unhappy person and no one would want to be around me.
ANYWAY.
We soon found out that Scarlet LOVES to be sung to in that Louis Armstrong kind of voice.
The Greg figures out it's just that strange rough voice.
Oh man, I love to hear her laugh. There is NO better sound. I love it.
This is boring, but I think my family with think she's cute. I just wanted to film her eating her hands, because she always is. She used to just gnaw on them, but now she's starting to shove her whole fist in there!
7 comments:
Oh my goodness megan she is sooooo cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love her so much! Those videos of her laughing are so funny! Greg's poor throat is probably going to be sore! That is so funny that she thinks that is so funny! She is so funny!!!!! I love her! thnkyou so much for posting! I will watch these alot!
that voice and laughing- SO FUNNY! I love it! She is so cute I can hardly stand it. I love hearing her laugh! And I do love just watching her be calm and chill- like in the last video, it's just cute. Love you!!!
Oh. My. Gosh. She is so stinkin cute! I love her! I wish I could see her more. I love to hear her laugh and love to look at her smiling face. In the one that Greg talks to her in that funny voice, when he kisses her and she makes those baby noises, it reminds me of baby Tarzan in the Tarzan movie. It really does. I love you! :)
I could never be a pioneer too. Too much walking and other boring things. On the other hand, I have never been able to experience the joys of a swing. My boys never liked them. We have a small take along one just in case. Babies moods change so quickly it feels sometimes you try about a million different things before you find the one that works.
I am always grateful that I wasn't a pioneer, and everytime I use the bathroom I thank God for indoor plumbing, cause I can remember when my family didn't have it. I love that you post so much of the baby and she is so beautiful and perfect. Cute, sweet, and petite absouluty perfect in every way. I love her so much, and you guys too. hugs and kisses
oh man! I would be laughing too if my dad was making that funny sound! LOL
Great videos! She's adorable!
Oh my gosh that was sooooo sweet and funny! I LOVED IT! I swear she gets cuter and cuter every day! It's so funny how she is old enough to know his voice isn't normally that way and thinks its funny. I love it keep them coming! love you!!
Oh yea, you don''t have to go back to pioneer days for the lack of a swing. I didn't' have one until Danielle, and it was the really pitiful uncomfortable kind.
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