Gracie and Sherman have a great time together.
She loves him and he loves her.
It’s not hard to see that.
Gracie loves everything abut Sherman except for one small thing that she just can’t seem to get over.
I remember when Gracie was going through this “When I get really upset I’m going to hold my breath until I pass out phase.”
I hated that phase and so did anyone who came in contact with her during that phase.
The first time she did it she was about 6 months old and we were getting her first professional picture taken and she did not want to have her picture taken so she started to cry but nothing was coming out and her face turned bright red and then her eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out right there on the photography props.
I remember thinking, “WTF was that?” and then of course, I went into the freak out mommy mode and immediately made an appointment with the doctor. She checked out fine and the doctor explained that this happens with some kids and not to worry because as soon as she passes out she will start to breathe again and eventually she will outgrow it.
In the meantime I will just try not to let anything piss off my baby.
Good luck with that.
This phase went on for about 3 years and she probably passed out about 2 dozen times over that period.
Every time Gracie would get mad we would just look at her and wait for the sign that she was about to go out. Sometimes we were able to blow in her face in order to get her to take a breath before she fainted and sometimes she just went flat out.
You never knew when it was going to happen so we did our best not to piss Gracie off as much as we could, especially when we were out in public.
While I blocked some of the times out there are few that I’ve never been able to forget.
The first one was when she first passed out at the photography studio, then there was the time we were all playing baseball outside and Gracie lost and she got mad and passed out in the front yard. The other time was when she was 2 and she standing in the front room and Sherman walked past her and wiped a big goober across her arm.
I still remember seeing her face.
She looked at her arm. Looked at Sherman. Looked at me. Looked back at her arm. Opened her mouth to cry and nothing came out. Her face turned beat red. Eyes rolled back in her head and out she went.
Of course I was all, “No, no. It’s just slobber.Settle down. Take a breath. I’ll wipe it off. Look, all gone!”
She didn’t care. She passed out anyway.
So even though she’s come a long way and she no longer passes out when slobber touches her, apparently she still has a little farther to go.