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Travelling with a baby by train

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This week we took the train to London: Just Mommy and I. This was an adventure! A great adventure. We travelled for a whole 4 hours on wheels! You know like the bus on wheels.

In the train, Mommy and I were sat next to a man with a tie and a nice suit just like my daddy. The man next to us looked rather serious although he kept playing with his computer just like daddy did. It was the game “Word document“. The goal was to delete as many letters quickly as possible. I was pretty good at it.

The serious man in suit also had lots and lots of papers with numbers written on them that he put next to me just for me to read them. I like reading, although I am only a 11 months baby.  At first, I kept pulling his shirt. He liked that, he liked it a lot I could tell because he kept pushing my hand away when I tried to press the delete button of his computer, just like my daddy always did.  And my daddy loves me a lot, he always tells it to me.

After a while, I decided the game was a little boring so I quickly grabbed a piece of paper next to me with numbers on it.  ”Oh no” he shouted.

Yes! I won again the game. Mommy was busy reading “How to raise your children perfectly!” she raised her nose and said “Put the papers down! They are not yours!”

I opened wide my eyes and raised my eyebrows. No need to shout Mommy. I smiled. I know deep down Mommy liked also playing, so I put the papers quickly in my mouth. I liked reading.

I didn’t know why Mommy kept saying sorry. It was obvious the serious man in the suit liked playing with me.  That’s why he put papers next to me. Then the man put away his computer to play peek-a-boo with me. He pretended to read his papers with numbers but I knew he and I were playing peek-a-boo secretly from Mommy. So I kept laughing and laughing and laughing looking at him. He found it so funny he put his papers away in his black bag and pretended to focus on the window. I liked this new game: Pretending he could not see me. I loved this game.

So I laughed and laughed and laughed. Then I grabbed quickly his glasses and threw them on the floor. I won again! A dog appeared out of nowhere and ate them. I loved this game!

Mommy kept apologising.

The man smiled “It’s ok he is so cute! It’s not his fault he is just a baby!”

I know I am cute. Thank you. I am a cute baby.

Then he stood up and went to the toilet. What I found rather bizarre was that he left with his suitcase and his little black bag and his computer. He also kept walking with his hand in front of him like he could not see.

Note to Mommy: Thank you Mommy for taking me in a train. I love playing peek-a-boo in the train.

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Co-sleeping with Mommy and Daddy

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A Sleeping moon in a cap.

A Sleeping moon in a cap. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Have you ever begged your parents to go to bed? I do once a week.

Usually I refuse to go to sleep. I know exactly what you are thinking at this exact moment. You think about this book “Seriously just go to sleep” from Adam Mansbach and Ricardo Cortes. And you are thinking is there a baby on this planet who wants to go to sleep from his own will? You must be thinking oh yeah maybe this baby wants to go to bed on his Mommy’s boob while breastfeeding or maybe he wants to sleep on his Daddy’s large chest.

No I am talking about real sleep in my own bed.

I loved co-sleeping with Mommy and Daddy the first three months of my life but after three months it was either I was waking them up while moving in the middle of the night or they were waking me up by moving. Co-sleeping wasn’t working for either of us anymore.

After these three months, I demanded to stop co-sleeping and to sleep in my own cot, but still in their room. Hey I was not mad!

Btetween my third and my six month, I was happy to sleep in their room. Really happy.

After six months, when I was a 6-month old baby, I could not cope with my parents’ snoring anymore, or with them coming into the room every hour to pick something up while I was sleeping after nine o’clock at night. I demanded to go in my own bedroom in my own cot.

Anyway I forgot about the main topic: Begging to go to bed…I will tell you another time as I am tired.

Goodnight

ps: Thank you Daddy to put me to bed everynight. I love you.