Preschoolers doing T4L on tablets. Toddlers stacking Lauris. Post-op teen zonked out. Infants fed and changed.
All is right with the world.
I pour myself some lemonade and check out FB.
Infant lets out blood curdling scream, lemonade spills in lap and keyboard. I run to pick him up. I am rocking, walking and he is still inconsolable.
7 minutes, no change, I say "I wish you could tell me what is wrong?"
He passes gas so loudly all the preschoolers turn around to laugh. Infant quiets mid-scream. DCB4.5 asks "Did you pull his finger? Great thinking Mrs. Cat Herder! That works for my Papa, too, so much!"