Ruby has entered a new phase. For the sake of everyone involved, I hope it's a short one. Now when she gets upset, she doesn't just cry. To say that she wails is even an understatement. Now she screams as if someone or something is ripping off one of her limbs. It doesn't even take her long to wind up to this hysterical state. Within a split second, she goes from the cute and cuddly baby pictured above to inconsolable wrath pudge. The only positive in all of this is that she can just as quickly wind back down to the pleasant and happy baby we know and love. However, it takes her parents a little longer to recover from her spells. After she finally went down to bed tonight (after midnight), I was absolutely incredulous as I stared at her peaceful sleeping face. All I could think of was that line from When Harry Met Sally (one of my favorite movies): "It's absolutely amazing. You look like a normal person but actually you're the Angel of Death." On a brighter note, Levi is doing well with the potty training. Knock on wood. From the scoreboard in the previous post, you can see that he's catching the vision. I'm glad that all along we've been pretty restrained with his intake of sweets and candy (he had his very first taste of chocolate this last Halloween), because it's proven to be a very powerful incentive in getting him to use the potty. It turns out that he loves chocolate (duh), and now he likes to use the potty because he gets a piece of chocolate for doing so. Our next step is to venture outside the house with him and see how well he can hold it in. It's a brave new world indeed.















