If Charlotte were an actress, she would be a scene-stealer. You get what I mean. The one performer you can’t take your eyes off because she is too over-the-top or like watching a train wreck. One example played out today. I was chasing her around a checkout station at a packed Walmart. The chase came after she was standing in the cart doing monster screams with her hands over her head at a family that lives down the street. They made the mistake of getting in line behind us. Charlotte wants to be sure all eyes are on her. Last night we were supposed to be having $1 hamburgers at a place my parents frequent when she had a meltdown. The loud crying and whining led to Dave carrying her kicking and screaming out to the car. He later had sore arms from the wrestling match that safely secured her in the carseat. Neither of us has rodeo experience, mind you, but I think thanks to Charlotte we could probably handle the calf roping! Fortunately, I tend to remain quite calm when I am an unwilling participant in these mini-dramas. Dave feels especially embarrassed since so many people know who we are now that I have shared much of our dirty laundry (and pictures!) on the internet. I told him I don’t care. If they’re parents, I reason, they’ll get it. If they don’t have kids, they can feel good about all the badly-behaving children they will pass never riding in their carts!
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 5
This post was written by Tara on December 31, 2008