Strangers and Fake Outs

So I'm standing in line with way too many items at Kohls, but let's face it, who ever buys just the stuff they need at Kohls...raise your hands...that's what I thought. I rationalized the purchases because Kohls was having a huge sale, which my friend, Courtney was prompt to remind me that Kohls was always having a sale. Okay, so whatever. Anyhoo, a nice lady was standing in line beside us and looked down at Sam who was getting antsy in his stroller (apparently Sam does not have the same feelings about Kohls that his mother does). She smiled and said, "he's cute". Not in his face, mind you. Just more to me than to anyone else. That's when he angelically lifted that sweet head of his and locked eyes with the nice lady...then it happened. I could see it all in slow motion. The lower lip pooched out, the eyes filled with water and the most pathetic whimper I have ever heard came sailing out of my precious ones mouth. My goodness, what had this poor woman done to upset him? If he had been a king in Babylon, the woman could very well have lost her head or been sent to a fiery furnace from the reaction he gave...luckily Sam doesn't have that kind of power...yet. I looked at the lady apologetically and said, "its not you...he's just tired of shopping." To which she smiled and agreed. After all, he is just a baby. Most people do understand that. Sam stopped the crocodile tears about thirty seconds after they started and busied himself with his "Roo" again. A few seconds later, he decided to look around again, and again he caught the eye of the nice, non axe-murdering woman in line at Kohls. "Please God, don't let him do it again! Just let him be precious to this sweet woman." As I heard God chuckling from heaven, Sam did it again. BAM...bottom lip, watery eyes and that pathetic cry. At that, I have to say that the woman looked a little offended and just moved out of his line of sight.

Now I know what you mothers are saying, "Chill, Rachel, he's just a baby. He doesn't like strangers." Yes, I realize this and I can understand why he might cry at someone that he didn't know getting in his face and making baby noises and pinching his cheeks ...but this woman was standing ten feet away. Did she hold up a knife and threaten to gouge out the eyes of "Roo" while I wasn't looking? It just makes me wonder what it is about certain people that a baby doesn't like. Aren't their expectations fairly low at this point? He really doesn't cry at all strangers. You should see him at my Weight Watchers meetings...complete flirt. You should see the woman talking to him and making kissy faces and ogling over him...not one tear. He leaves there every week the most popular boy in the class and he still hasn't lost one single pound! (side bar, put the phone down, don't call the authorities...I'm doing weight watchers, my child is not...it was a joke). I'm sure there is something about some people that just doesn't sit right with babies. I know that for future Kohls experiences...I would love to see the criteria.
So in the same vein of Crocodile tears...Sam has developed a fake cough. Yes, you heard me, a fake cough. He sort of makes a circle out of his mouth, sticks his tongue out and makes a noise like a cough...but its not a cough. He then looks up at me as if I'm supposed to comment. I think he developed it from when he really did have a cough and I would make a fuss over his cough and he would smile. One thing is for sure...he's obviously doing it for some sort of effect. They memorize your reactions so quickly it seems.

It was like when we were at the doctor and she was trying to get Sam to sit up. Well at our house, from like three months on, we would always grab his hands, pull him to a sitting position and then up to his feet. We would all cheer and say "ta-da" and Sam would look so pleased with himself. So when the unsuspecting doctor tried to sit him up at 4.5 months, he put his feet on the ground and pushed himself up to standing (with her holding him, of course), then looked at her and smiled. She laughed and said, "My you are proud of that aren't you." I think Sam was actually wanting her to yell "TA-DA!" and clap so I think he was a little disappointed.
Well, Sunday, my precious baby is getting dedicated. We are excited to have our familied attend this event and a party at my house afterward...why do I feel like I live at the grocery store?

TA-DA!
Rachel

1 comment

Heather said...

How fun to be dedicated on Mothers day! My little Pace will be 2 on saturday ... yes you read correctly TWO!!! Where does the time go. Enjoy this time before you know it you will turn around and Sam will be 3 (just like my baby Ryan is!)

enjoy sunday with your family! I remember when we dedicated both boys ... so special! Love and miss you guys!