The Growl

Yes, my daughter is sweet.  She looks at you with these great big eyes and gives a grin that would melt even the grouchiest of people (just ask her 'Grumpa'!).  But make my little muffin mad, and watch out!

I know she's only 7 months old, but don't let her young age and teeny-weeny size fool ya.  She is one feisty cookie (why is it that when I describe my baby, it's always with food references???).  Hmmm...perhaps I should call Dr. Phil.  Or Jenny Craig...

Anyway, enough side-tracking.  My daughter seems to have a bit of a temper.  Ever heard a baby growl?  No?  Neither had I until I tried to make Elysia sit down instead of stand.  "Grrrowl..."  Hmmm, I suppose she would rather stand.  I took her to Church last Sunday, and I guess she didn't really enjoy the sermon (sorry, Pastor Bob!).  "Grrrowl..."  Apparently they heard her five rows ahead!  Someone told my mom that they thought she was snoring until they figured out it was a growl.  It is so funny to hear this bad tempered sound come out of this tiny little girl!  Perhaps I can record it and make her listen to it when she is older.  I'm sure she'd just love that when her friends are over!

But that's not all.  My multi-talented little peanut (there I go with those food references again) also does this baby sort of yell.  If you don't believe me, just try putting her down for a nap. 

Hmmm...I wonder what Frosty did to make her mad?  =)















Yep, my Elysia has a temper! Grrrowl.....