Today marked another important day of the long war. The Battle of Wills began with the relentless cries for attention from Baby Carter after his mid-day feeding. I laid him down in his bassinet and within minutes he sent forward the first of many frontal attacks. At first, the attack was a bit scattered and indirect but as he gained ground, the attack intensified. Within 8-10 minutes my defenses were breached and I had no choice but to hold up the white flag (yet again). I picked Baby Carter up out of his bassinet and held him up to my chest with his head facing his mommy. It only took about 10 seconds for him to call off the attack. He then went as far as to throw in a little "Ha, I win again!" smile to his mommy. In an effort to rebuild my defenses before the next attack, I spoke to a friend about how long the Battle of Wills can last and he simply stated "it depends." One of his daughters used to cry for attention for 15-20 minutes before falling asleep and the other took over an hour at times before she gave up. OVER AN HOUR!? There is no way I can listen to my future Yankee pitcher cry for 10 minutes, nevermind an hour without a breakdown in my willpower! And for those who are keeping track, yes, I am 0 for 3 in the war thus far.
Score: Baby Carter-3 Daddy-0
Socks: Another battle I cannot manage to keep up with is the Battle of the Socks. Baby Carter manages to take of his socks no matter how many times I put them back on his tiny feet. I concluded that he is not strong enough or long enough to grab his feet so they miraculously just disappear. At one point, I found a sock upstairs and its evil twin brother was downstairs on the opposite side of the house! Maybe Baby Carter has a career in magic! Stand back David Blaine!
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