Today I had the baby in the bathroom with me while I took a bath. Unfortunately, she was not the only member of the audience. There was also a cricket waiting patiently to hop at me given half a chance. The baby is not a big fan of the insect world so she gave the cricket a wide berth.
Her sisters have pointed out crickets to her and they think it’s funny when she points and says “ Ewww! Ewww!” Of course, I think it’s funny as well. She doesn ’t act like she is merely repeating her sisters; she seems to be truly offended by the presence of the crickets.
So if I know there is a cricket in the house, I will ask her where the bug is. Then she’ll point, say “ Eww!” and generally avoid going anywhere near it. So then I might ask her if she wants to get the bug. Of course she’s horrified at the notion and she’ll say “ No!”
After my bath, I was in the kitchen with the baby, fixing her bottle. She was standing a few feet away, bending over by something on the floor. I walked over to see what she had found and it was a cricket. It was on its back and not moving. I think that must have been the reason that the baby didn ’t immediately recognize it. I grabbed the flyswatter and all of a sudden it came back to life. The baby stood way back as I escorted, via flyswatter, the cricket out the back door.
After feeding the baby lunch, I cut up a brownie and put it in a bowl for her. She’s generally a fan of anything sweet so I thought she would like it. I didn ’t even give any thought to the fact that she had never had a brownie before. I set the bowl on a rug where she likes to sit and eat snacks.
Me- “Look Baby, it’s a brownie for you. It’s good.” Baby, looks in bowl, chuckles and refuses to get near it again. Me- “Come eat your brownie. It’s good.” Baby- “ No!” She was also eyeing the bowl with suspicion.
That’s when I realized what was going on. The baby thought I was giving her a bowl full of crickets.