Playing on the floor my six-month-old suddenly looked up at me with a big pout and began bawling full speed.
Me: No. Unacceptable! You are not going to cry like that for no reason mister.
Waleed: Stops crying. Stares at me thoughtfully for a minute. Then puts his finger to chin and says Oh and resumes playing with his egg carton.
Oh. He said ‘Oh’ and stopped crying! While I, like any mother, believe my child is a genius of epic proportions- I’m fairly certain this was a coincidence. Still- kind of like I never shook off the childhood stories of spiders that spell and pigs that talk I’m a bit skeptical. . . he didn’t. No he couldn’t. No. . . but, maybe? I mean its possible? Come on, can’t this mama have her proud moment? [Now if only this would work at night. Sigh.]