You have to teach them everything

Mike and Evan have gone out for the day to give me some time to catch up on my sleep. I woke up a little while ago and got a shower, and now I'm just getting caught up on email and blogs. Grady is napping peacefully in his bassinet beside me.

But moments ago, G began screaming bloody murder. I couldn't imagine why, as he'd just been fed and changed, but the cry was so alarming that I rushed over to the bassinet to see what was wrong. It took me a moment to realize that he had grabbed hold of a fistful of his own hair at the back of his head and was pulling it. It must have hurt like hell, but he didn't realize he was doing it so he couldn't stop! I uncurled his fingers from their death grip, and Grady became calm again, but I couldn't stop laughing. You really do have to teach these kids everything.