When I was pregnant with Ben, I would fall asleep on the couch watching West Wing. When I was in labor, Teacher Man and I would watch West Wing to distract ourselves in between walks around the neighborhood. When I was nursing at 2 a.m., I watched episodes of West Wing to keep myself awake (Sometimes this worked.). You want to know what happens when you do that?
After getting up from his nap, Ben was inconsolable yesterday until... Yep, we turned on West Wing. The kid just heard that music for the roll-up, and he was fine. Started sucking his thumb. Cuddling with blankie. And watching his favorite show. It was like flipping a switch. From screaming and tears to complete calm. Unbelievable.
Maybe we need to get him the soundtrack for his night night music.
(Side note: Teacher Man and I fell in love with the intelligent writing of this show and the "insider's look" into the way government works. We're gonna have to break Ben of his addiction before he learns to talk much more since not all of the language is well chosen. However, the vast majority contains no violence or inappropriate behavior. Just thought I'd give you a heads up.)