I Smell a Baby

We got to spend some quality time with my cousin's boys yesterday.  Her boys are 7, 3, and almost 4 months.  I always say the best way to quash any inkling that you want a new baby is to borrow one for a few hours.  Boy, am I glad I don't have a new baby to deal with!

After laying down the ground rules with the older boys (no running, no fighting, no wrestling) they were no bother for the rest of the day.  Oh, and having a few Kindles laying around is a really good way to occupy kids!  On the other hand, the littlest guy was a bit grumpy and I quickly decided he must be spoiled to being held all day long.  I mean, that was the only thing that made him happy.  I wondered how on earth my cousin gets anything done at home.  I gave her Girl Scout cookies for her birthday, now I'm thinking I should have given her ear plugs!

Really, though, it was a nice day spent with family.  I do believe the little guy had an upset tummy which made him cranky.  I told his dad I think he's ready for some baby food; he'll be four months old next week.  Hungry babies are not happy babies!  His mood brightened though, after a few bottles and a few nice long naps.

The funny thing is, after the kids went home, I could still smell that baby.  Baby spit up, I mean.  I'm sure my kids reeked of the stuff, too, but I just don't remember!  I guess we get immune to the smell since we are drowning in it 24/7 while our kids are taking a bottle.  And now, since it's been a lot of years since our baby formula days, I can smell those little drops of spit up lingering in the blanket I used to cover the floor.

Stinky or not, it was a fun day.  Patty packed up and went to Grammie's for a sleep over, so I don't know if she was dog tired or not.  But, JT and I were both ready for bed.  I think I could have turned in at six o'clock!  JT doesn't want to go to bed alone, so he just got more cranky the longer the night became.  I think he was fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.