Yayer: the Musical

M and I decided today that we are going to start living our life as a musical. We were finishing up with dinner and cleaning up the mess while spontaneously sining. Wouldn't life be so much cheerier if all communication was via song? Our poor baby was completely fascinated by this unexpected turn of events. She kept looking from one of us to the other with utter shock on her face, and then she would have a delighted grin on her face. I really should not encourage M by suggesting this sort of thing. He's halfway to living life as if he were in a musical as it is. I have said before that living with him is like living with Mary Poppins, what with the songs and rhymes and dancing.

The girl is in bed and M and I have barricaded ourselves into the computer room. I want to go sew and watch a movie and sleep, all at the same time, and I am compromising by doing none of those things. I will regret this tomorrow morning. Or before. I am super-tired.

How are you supposed to take a crying whiny sleepy baby seriously when crying makes her laugh? It was the funniest thing ever. Apparently, the sound of her wails was humorous to her. (Not so much to Mama but who's counting?) At least she stopped with the crying for a minute...