This morning Chumlet was playing happily with a baby cowboy boot in his crib while I was getting some laundry done. I heard him squealing and giggling to himself and watched him secretly from the door. Then I jumped in and yelled "Boo" to which he jumped out of his skin, crawled frantically around the crib, stuck his lip into Southern China and then let out a slow and painfully drawn out, "waaaaaaaaaah."
I felt so terrible. Note to self: Do not scare the baby.
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