Everything Eva does is a first for us. Most of the time it’s exciting and adorable.
The first day she rolled over.
The first day she sat up on her own.
However, she also has a first that I could do without. She screeches. Loudly. Like a howler monkey. Poor Aika paces and moans whenever she does it. Poor Aika used to be the light of our lives and now he’s been replaced by a screeching howler monkey. I can see why he’s upset.
Eva screeches when she wants attention. She screeches when I’m not getting her food fast enough. She screeches when she wants to be picked up. She screeches when the ice cream is gone. No, wait, that’s me. Still, it’s a very bad habit. I’m beginning to believe she might be S-P-O-I-L-E-D.
I blame Michael.
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