My Bologna tolerates Dexter but now that he spends most of his day getting chased by Dexter he's not really interested in playing with him, even if he's got Blue Puppy.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Guitar Prodigy
Dexter is a natural with the Bitchcaster - Ben's homemade modified telecaster. He was thrilled to show off his musical skills to Grandma and Gunker!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Empathy
My son is not a sociopath! He proved it to me Wednesday night. I was exhausted and anxious about a presentation I was giving the next morning. Ben was at band practice until late into the night and all I wanted to do was get Dexter to sleep and crawl into bed myself. Sure enough, it was one of those rare nights when Dexy couldn't sleep. From 8:15 - 10:30pm I was running between my bed and his room to comfort him. At one point, I was holding him in his rocking chair and he was inconsolable - tossing his paci clear across the room, screaming and crying, flailing his arms, kicking his legs, the whole enchilada. I couldn't keep it together any longer and just started crying - tears streaming down my face, chest heaving, whimpers and sobs, the whole enchilada. Then I realized that Dexter wasn't crying anymore. I looked down at him in my arms and he was completely still just looking at me with a slightly confused and concerned look on his face. Believe me, this was not the first time I had cried while trying to comfort him. But it was the first time he responded to my emotional state. Eventually he got to sleep. Not long after that My Bologna started puking all over the living room floor and I was out of bed again cleaning the carpet. It was not my night.
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