Jace. He has been such a good sport about the whole ‘bringing home a crying baby that requires tons of Mommy and Daddy’s time’ thing. He was in love the moment he saw Lexa and hasn’t looked back since.
In the beginning Lexa was somewhat of a bump on a log. She just laid around and hung out. Admittedly she cried every so often and required some feedings and diaper changes but for the most part didn’t interfere in Jace’s world.
As she got older however, she discovered the joys of eating and chewing. That meant every single one of Jace’s toys was put in Lexa’s mouth at one time or another.
This was still an easy fix as Jace could take the toys away, sit them a mere 2 feet from Lexa and she could only watch. Then came the newest development. The girl moves. She moves and she moves and she moves. She moves to the smallest toy in the room, to the light socket, to the fragment of Ozzy’s bone on the carpet. She moves to the dog toys, the dog dish, and the poor dog himself.
Through all of this, Jace has remained steadfast in his role as the Baby Whisperer. He is able to calm her, distract her and make her laugh like nobody in the world.
Although he has gotten frustrated a time or two (like when she spilled his milk or climbed on the book he was trying to read) he has been gentle and consistent with her, making him one of her all-time favorite people. Yep, that’s Jace. The Baby Whisperer.
Friday, November 12, 2010
The Baby Whisperer
Posted by Jace and Lexa at 9:13 PM
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