Screaming

Maureen is getting good at letting out drum-piercing screams for no apparent reason, at a moment's notice. At least I can't figure out what she wants. Last night I was with her and she started saying "na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na" and then put her open hand across her collar bone, as if she was acting like a southern lady with the vapors, and let out a scream that set every dog in the neighborhood to howling. It's as if she is mimicking something.
She also threw her first tantrum on Monday evening, after her bath. She wanted to chew on the baby lotion, while we wanted to dry her off, apply the same lotion on her, and get her dressed. She let out the most pitiful cry, kicked her sausage legs and beat her little fists against the changing table. The hardest part was suppressing the laughter and treating it with stern love. WE got our way in the end because she got dry, lotioned up and dressed for bed. She soon got over her rage as well and returned to being the sweet little girl that we enjoy so much.