When I say that Chase is a happy baby, I mean that he's a happy baby. Even smiling in some...unusual circumstances. And he hasn't lost his sense of (potty) humor either.
Case in point. This week the babies and I have been battling a pesky cold. Nothing extreme, just the usual runny nose and juicy sneezes (most of which I end up wearing or they use to style their hair). Needless to say, getting a 15 month old to "blow" their nose is a not a simple task. That's if you can hold the Kleenex to their face without them ripping it out of your hand and making confetti out of it or shaking their head so fast that you end up smearing it across their entire face...a few times. Besides, the minute they see me coming with a handful of tissue they make it an instant game of tag.
Plan B. Using the saline drops and bulb syringe old school style. Ella squirms too much for this. She was, however, open to doing it herself...her way (which was to put the bulb syringe in her mouth which doesn't quite work). Then I noticed her mimicking me blowing my nose and she gave it a whirl...in her hand. Sometimes you just take what you can get. So my compromise with Ella now is that she blows her nose into her hand, then I wipe her hand. Probably just one of the hundreds of reasons NOT to put baby's fingers in your mouth...no matter how cute it is.
Chase isn't quite as squirmy as Ella but he's arguably stronger. He let me drop the saline...a little unsure of what was coming next...and when I got a good suction on the syringe and it made the "thwwwwwrrrp" sound he started laughing hysterically. My silly Chase who loves to laugh actually likes having his nose suctioned! Problem solved! Now...the minute I lay him down for a diaper change he's saying "that" for the saline and bulb syringe and a good belly laugh for both of us. I hope he is able to keep his happy outlook and silly, smiley disposition for ALL of life's unpleasantries!
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