So, Trisha has been sick for like almost a month now with a variety of illnesses. We are near exhaustion since she doesn't sleep well at night anymore and being fussy during the day with Joey. The joys of parenthood! Anyhow, she seems to be getting better (and we are now sick with the same nameless virus) and so she got her first scolding from her dad today.
Of late she had picked up the habit of throwing her food anywhere and everywhere. And tonight the line was drawn because she was gleefully chucking pieces of chicken and beans onto the floor. She got a stern "no, no" and not-so-nice facial expression from me and the funniest thing happened. In slow-motion her face changed from a happy baby to a baby who had just suffered the worst fate in the world. Her lips pursed, her eyes down and after a few seconds, her lips started to quiver as she tried not to cry. I wished we had the camera out then. Up till now she had never really shown any sign that she understood our wishes and all of a sudden, she gives us another sign that she was catching up. And so it was difficult for us to to stay angry with her, as we fought our giggles to avoid to giving her a wrong impression (no-no should not equal giggles, right??). Happy, happy, joy, joy. Now if only she would stand up and start walking.
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