Growler

BG growls.

Seriously, she growls. When she gets tired, she growls like some sort of demon dog. It's like a warning: I'm tired and getting really cranky. The first time she did it, my wife and I looked at each other in amazement and worry. Now, it cracks me up.

I think she came by this odd trait through my side of the family. We have a lot of grump in my heritage. I come from a long line of crabs and misanthropes. In fact, my mother has a journal that she kept when I was a baby, and in one of the entries, it says, "He growled today!"

Like father, like daughter.

Someone is a Crab Today

And it's not me. Although it normally would be. I think BG is worn out from the week of changes. Between the new nanny, the constipation, and adjusting to sleeping in her crib (more on that later) she's been really cranky today.

She's going to bed early tonight, I hope she sleeps well.