The Morning Report

Ever since my mother came to visit, Penny's been doing this weird thing in the mornings. She's been... sleeping in.

Oh, it started out innocently enough. 6:30 one morning, 6:40 the next. Yesterday, she slept until almost 7 before Liz and I went in to wake her up. The surprise of two parents looming over her crib, displaying their large teeth and talking to her was apparently not soothing or very welcome, and she spent the whole morning being sort of upset and fussy.

So, this morning, we thought we'd do something... different.

"Just turn the light on in her room," Liz said. "And open the door, and we'll let her wake up just hearing us walking around and talking."

Sure. Right. Penny attends daycare. She scoffs at light and general walking-around talking noise when sleeping.

"Turn the Baby Vivaldi CD on, see if that'll rouse her."

I turned it on. Did I mention that the daycare plays music during naptime, to lull the little frenzied youth into sweet, sweet slumber?

"Turn on the Mac," Liz suggested. "The other day, when she heard the startup sound she couldn't get in there fast enough."

So, I start up the Mac mini. The startup sound (big C major chord, in case you didn't click on the linky) plays. The daughter sleeps.

However...

I have a little doofy program on the Mac upstairs that I also have on my PowerBook. It's The Talking Moose. It's a moose that says random phrases at random intervals... and when the computer starts up and shuts down.

Penny loves the moose. She'll come up to me and say, "Boose? Boose? P'ease? Boose?" and then I'll sit her on my lap and have the Moose tell really, really bad jokes until she's distracted by something else and wanders off.

So, the Moose pops up, and says... I think something like "Why can't you come back in an hour when I'm more fully rested?" And from Penny's room, I hear a quiet, "... Boose?"

Posted by Matt at August 23, 2005 08:53 AM