Typical narration sessions sound like this: "so, let's get dressed, shall we? I think this long-sleeved white onesie looks like the baby equivalent of a wife-beater tank top, don't you? So very stripped down and rural chic. And these pants are green, like Mommy's shirt and this blanket and your socks, because green is the color of peace and serenity. Don't you feel serene? And now let's wash your face, to remove the milk residue and the results of your odd eye infection and keep your face in pristine condition so you can impress all the little old ladies who stop us all day long. Isn't it odd how many women over 50 appear out of the woodwork when we go out? I'm sure there's a paper topic in that sociological anomaly somewhere, don't you think?"
Yeah, quintessential baby talk it's not! And I can only keep up this narration for so long before I start to feel totally inane and insane.
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