Thursday, March 27, 2008

Fists of Fury

I don't think either of mine had colic. At least not like how it sounded on Sounds Like Canada (March 26).

But that's because they are grown now with new and increasingly less frequent (thank gawd!) tantrums to throw.

But that said, Ben did have a period around 6-7pm we called the "Witching Hour" where he would get so frustrated that there was little we could do to calm him. We'd walk around with him in a Baby Bjorn to dancing Nancy Griffiths album "Other Voices, Other Rooms" or go for a spin around the block.

When it really got nasty, he'd turn red as a beet, clenching his hands in "fists of fury".

One evening -- a fists of fury evening -- I just took him and put him in the bath. The crying immediately stopped. Not sure if was the shock of sitting in the water or playing with his water Whoozit , but the crying stopped.

From then on, I started bedtime for Benjo at 5:30 to ward off the witching hour.

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