Sunday, September 14, 2008

Dryden Stories

Ah, yes. Let the tales begin. For years we've been laughing at Gong Wing, Mui, Wei, and Stevie about all the funny things they've done when they were younger. Sooner or later, Dryden's time would come. It's like a coming of age in the Wong/Hume lineage.

Now one thing that Gah always told me was that babies aren't stupid. And they're not. At about 7-8 months Dryden was able to recognize his milk bottle and everytime he saw it he would start crying because he wanted it. He wanted the milk in it and he'd bawl until he either forgot about it, or we finally fed him.

So one day Richel went out to buy some more bottles/sippy cups because we only had 3 of them (only?). I'm not sure how many we actually need because he uses 3/day. In any case, Richel bought another 3 probably to cut down on washing the dishes all the time, maybe? Plus the mouth pieces were starting to yellow and look a little icky.

At the store, Richel picked out another package of bottles that look exactly like the ones he uses now. Up until then Dryden was having fun riding in the cart and fairly happy. But when he saw the bottles he instantly started crying because he wanted milk. He didn't realize that bottles in the package only contain air. New concept for him.

A few weeks later I was home with Dryden and getting him ready for his bottle/snack. I always chit-chat with him and tell him that I'm going to feed him and after that he can rest a little bit and play a little more. Usually he's struggling to break free of my grip because he hates being in the high chair; he twists and turns and looks all around. But once I uttered the word "nai-nai" he snapped his head and looked straight at me before I even before I finished my sentence (Huh? What was that? Nai-nai?) and started wailing.

Well, he's got the milk part down pretty well.

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