We've been trying "cry it out" with Lil' S to try to get him to sleep longer. Results have been mixed so far. He's slept well the past few nights, but only after 25 minutes of heart-wrenching, blood-curdling, hysterical crying. And not just crying, but theatrics -- conniptions, rolling over, throttling the baby cam, etc. (he's not big, but he's squirmy -- he can throw a decent hissy fit). It's tough to handle, and I'm saying this as a relatively emotionless male; for S, it's torture. I just don't know if it's the right way to go or not. I get the whole thing about trying to teach him to become more self-reliant and to learn how to go to sleep without being coddled and all that, but the other side of the issue is, he's seven months old. Isn't it okay to baby your kid while they're still, you know, a baby? I'm sure there will be plenty of time for harsh life lessons down the road.
The consensus advice from friends and family with kids is that cry it out is the way to go, but nobody really knows what they're talking about -- everybody's just taking their best guess. I'm just not sure what that is at the moment.
In other news, we started watching the show Girls (that was the tradeoff for getting S to watch Breaking Bad). It's not bad -- pretty funny. It's not what I expected. I had heard a lot about it on the radio and such, and adjectives like "groundbreaking" and "controversial" were often tossed around, so I was surprised to find that it's mostly just a silly sitcom. I think it's good, and well-written and all that, but I don't really get the hoopla and backlash. It kinda sorta reminds me of Curb Your Enthusiasm in that the main character is always waltzing in and out of these awkward situations and conversations (and her neurosis is usually the joke), but it's much more reality-based than Curb, and it's told through the eyes of an early-20s, hipsterish girl, not of a middle-aged Jewish man.
In other other news, March Madness started today, and I'll be jiggered if I don't love me some March Madness. Actually, I really only the love the first few rounds. Once the field starts to get whittled down, I start to lose interest unless I have a chance to win a pool, which hasn't happened since Joakim Noah led the Florida Gators over Greg Oden's Ohio State Buckeyes.* I think the last championship game I watched was when Duke beat Butler three years ago. The first weekend of March Madness, however, is one of the best sporting events there is. It's, without question, the very best among sporting events that take advantage of inner city kids and use them as virtually free labor as part of a multimillion dollar industry. Man, I cannot wait for the NCAA to collapse under the edifice of avarice, exploitation, and denial that it's created. I think it's happening -- hopefully soon.
Until next time...
*I nailed the bracket that year. I called seven of the "elite eight" teams, and then called it perfectly from that round on.
The consensus advice from friends and family with kids is that cry it out is the way to go, but nobody really knows what they're talking about -- everybody's just taking their best guess. I'm just not sure what that is at the moment.
In other news, we started watching the show Girls (that was the tradeoff for getting S to watch Breaking Bad). It's not bad -- pretty funny. It's not what I expected. I had heard a lot about it on the radio and such, and adjectives like "groundbreaking" and "controversial" were often tossed around, so I was surprised to find that it's mostly just a silly sitcom. I think it's good, and well-written and all that, but I don't really get the hoopla and backlash. It kinda sorta reminds me of Curb Your Enthusiasm in that the main character is always waltzing in and out of these awkward situations and conversations (and her neurosis is usually the joke), but it's much more reality-based than Curb, and it's told through the eyes of an early-20s, hipsterish girl, not of a middle-aged Jewish man.
In other other news, March Madness started today, and I'll be jiggered if I don't love me some March Madness. Actually, I really only the love the first few rounds. Once the field starts to get whittled down, I start to lose interest unless I have a chance to win a pool, which hasn't happened since Joakim Noah led the Florida Gators over Greg Oden's Ohio State Buckeyes.* I think the last championship game I watched was when Duke beat Butler three years ago. The first weekend of March Madness, however, is one of the best sporting events there is. It's, without question, the very best among sporting events that take advantage of inner city kids and use them as virtually free labor as part of a multimillion dollar industry. Man, I cannot wait for the NCAA to collapse under the edifice of avarice, exploitation, and denial that it's created. I think it's happening -- hopefully soon.
[The quality is bad, but the content is genius.]
Until next time...
*I nailed the bracket that year. I called seven of the "elite eight" teams, and then called it perfectly from that round on.
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