Last night, my parents did us a huge favour and offered to babysit the kids so we could have a date. While we had a great dinner, we partially ruined a smooth babysitting night by calling home as we were paying to check in - the phone work up Dawson, who screamed until just before we got home. There’s nothing more stressful than trying to calm down a relentlessly screaming baby, but my parents did it twice within a couple of hours. Here’s the successful conclusion…

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This post was written by stevepratt on May 27, 2006











