Thursday, March 07, 2013

While writing the post about my bag (see below), I found this unpublished post I wrote some time back about the Babycrat. I'm not sure when it was written, but it could have been sometime late 2011 or early 2012. But anyway, this totally proves my point that the Babycrat is A Very Difficult Child indeed.

The Babycrat woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I tried to get him changed to take him over to my mother's place. While he allowed me to remove his clothes, he simply refused to let me put any fresh clothes back on him. When I attempted to slip a T-shirt over his head, he yowled and shrieked and stiffened his arms so that they couldn't slip through the arm holes, then when I finally forced one arm in and was battling the other arm, he would slip the first arm out again. I nearly went mad.

For a moment, looking at his naked body, I was in half a mind to just wrap him up in a bath towel and bundle him off just like that. But good sense won in the end and I made another attempt to get him dressed.

I brought him to the wardrobe and took out his clothes piece by piece, showing them to him. It was like I was this fashion merchandiser for the youngest customer. Dissatisfied with my choices however, he eventually reached into the drawer himself and pulled out a pair of pyjama pants, which I was not about to argue with him over. I helped him put on his pants, then showed him another top, which he finally reluctantly nodded his head to.

The whole get up looked ridiculous. But I didn't care. I was late for work. If he wanted to look ugly, it's his choice. I believe in democratic parenting.

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