Birdie is a bit of a bearcat these days when her diaper or clothes are being changed, especially in the wake of bath time when she is tired from a full day of being Birdie. What we've taken to doing when Birdie begins thrashing around and wailing or giggling, is to leave the room, telling her to let us know when she's ready. This usually prompts her to get all serious for a moment and say, "I ready, I ready," before picking right back up where she'd left off. (Clearly, we need a new strategy.) We've not got that worked out yet, but last night, Julie told Clara that she (Julie) would let Clara know when she (again, Julie) was ready. "So there!" Julie thought as she marched off to the kitchen to do the dishes. A minute or two later she noticed Ted out of the corner of her eye, chuckling, and upon turning to look at him, noticed what he was laughing about: Birdie had dragged her changing pad from the bambini's room, down the hall, and into the kitchen, where she had flopped down, ready. So there.
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