From The Mouth Of A Baby

I have been learning more and more things every day, but yesterday I learned that if you cry to long and won’t be quite for nothing, my mom will put me down and call someone to come and help. I guest I should stop doing that because I only want my mom.

Now I am no expert, but the girl that came over was not very smart. She picked me up and tried to rock me to sleep. I believe she thought she was helping but I did not want to go to sleep. I had an itch and I could not get anyone to scratch me. All I needed was a scratching and I would have stopped crying.

Now dad came home, he rubbed my back and tickled my tummy, and he got the itch. I was so happy that I stopped crying and now mom thinks he is a miracle worker. I just did not know how to tell mom what to do. I am glad my dad knew what to do.

The rest of the night I was good as gold. I think mom was a little upset about me not crying once dad came home, but she didn’t ask me what was wrong. I wish I could have told her I had a itch that would not stop. Tomorrow will be a better day I hope.

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