I used to think that getting up in Gabriel’s face while playing with him sometimes scares him. He will suddenly get this cute little frown and furrow his eyebrows in what looks like hurt surprise.
As I cuddled with Gabriel and talked in Baby Love Babble this morning though, he got that little frown right as I got close to his face. It occurred to me that if I was talking like that in Michael’s face that early in the morning, he would probably pick me up and stick me straight in front of the sink to brush my teeth. (And since he’s too big for me to pick up, if he did that to me I’d probably just tell him he had to brush his teeth before getting in my face again or I’d really never bake him those chocolate chip cookies!).
So, I did a little experiment: I went and brushed my teeth, then came back and resumed the Baby Love Babble session. I laughed and babbled and kissed him all over his face–sans any frowns and furrows!
After my very-unscientific-but-nonetheless-highly-conclusive experiment, my findings indicate that Gabriel doesn’t like Mommy’s dragon breath in the morning. Understandably. So, I’ve decided that as long as Gabriel has to eat breakfast six inches away from my face every morning, I will start brushing my teeth as soon as I get out of bed. It’s the least I can do. I’m sure Michael won’t mind either ;^).
I wonder if Mommy’s morning breath was the reason Gabriel cried so much when he was just a little thing.
I mean, besides the fact that was adjusting to having been thrust out into the cold, hard world in the middle of winter with two first-time parents…