Dunkin’ Donuts

All That Work Comes with a Price

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I’m just resting my eyes

After 14 straight days of standing, crawling, skydiving, bull riding and nunchuck fighting demonstrations, guess who finally hit the wall? That’s right, my little Maddie, the 10-month-old dynamo was forced to call a truce with the universe this morning.

I actually never saw this coming. Maddie roared awake at around 5am and was ready to take on all comers. She seemed even more anxious than usual to express some very loud opinions and get going with some rigorous full-contact outdoor activities. Right after we dropped her mom off, Maddie made it clear that I had about 10 seconds to storm the local Dunkin Donuts and liberate a whole-wheat bagel for her to destroy.

Within moments, the helpless bagel was struggling for survival as pieces of dough exploded out of Maddie’s stroller. Horns were blowing and rescue teams poured into the area as bagel pieces rained down on helpless commuters, pelting light rail passengers and shattering windshields within a 3-block radius.

“I need more speed,” demanded Maddie as I pushed the stroller towards the waterfront.  The baby rolled her eyes with disdain and suggested that maybe it would help if she got out and pushed. She’s been dragging her feet on a decision to replace her dad with a more obedient stroller driver, but still hasn’t had the heart to pull the trigger.

As I quickened my pace to avoid any further controversy, I noticed that the stroller compartment had fallen uncharacteristically silent. I slowed my pace so that I could catch a glimpse of what Maddie was up to now. I almost tripped and fell over when I saw that she was actually sound asleep???

Maddie hasn’t fallen asleep in her stroller in months. I slipped the stroller into a lower gear and made a subtle break for home. 20 minutes later and the baby was still sawing wood. I found a quiet section of sidewalk and decided to let her sleep it out. More than a half hour later and Maddie hadn’t even budged. It appears that my force of nature has finally decided to take some time to recharge.

The calm before the storm

I’m glad to see her getting the rest, but I have to worry what she might be like once she catches up on her sleep. I know she’s contemplated running a marathon and scaling the Empire State Building, but for now I intend to enjoy this scant amount of downtime.

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Baby Shrugs Off Shots for Friday Festivities

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Shots, I don’t need any stinkin shots!
I held my breath, as the needle got closer to Maddie’s thigh. It was over quickly, but that didn’t reduce the shock for my poor baby. I held Maddie and rocked her and did my best to ease her pain. She responded to the love, but made it clear that she was not a happy girl.
 
The question was how fast could she turn it around? I immediately raided my secret stash of graham crackers and started feeding the baby.
 
We were faced with two choices, walk straight home or let the fresh air flush out the vaccination cobwebs. Maddie was so fixated on putting away her tasty crackers that the pain of the shot was all but forgotten. This is why Maddie’s grandmother MiMi calls the baby “Toughie!”
 
Toughie took the shot like champ and was already smiling by the time we made our way to Dunkin’ Donuts. She was smiling ear to ear as I ordered her up a whole-wheat bagel. Every customer in the shop made a point to come over and greet Maddie.Toughie always seems to have that effect on people, even after a rough day at the pediatrician’s office.
 
I don’t know how she does it day in and day out, but Maddie is a rock star and once again I am in awe of her.