Animal Crackers in My Poop

If you're a frequent reader of The Daily Baily, you know that we like to consider our little gal to be rather musically inclined. I know, I know - we consider her to be everything inclined and we're really just like all the other crazy parents out there who think their kid is some kind of genius. But the kid is already dancing, singing and playing the piano with her feet, for Christ's sake. Yes, all babies like music, but it seems like Bailey just LOVES it. So when we signed Bailey up for a trial session a 10-week music class, we had visions of spending every Saturday afternoon singing Old MacDonald while playing the tambourine with our little Bailey Beethoven. With a little coaching from the experts, we were on the verge of becoming the proud parents of The Most Musical Baby Ever. But as you can imagine by the picture below, things didn't go quite as planned.

Music Together: The Joy of Family Music was held in the basement of a church, which I wasn't thrilled about. I don't know what it is about church basements - they give me the creeps. I think it goes back to my days as a cub scout. They always held their cub scout meetings in a dark, dank church basement. I hated going there. Not only was it a creepy old place that smelled of mildew, decaying baked goods and rotting souls, I also felt like a weirdo at all those things - a loner, an outsider. The only good thing about it was the cherry Kool-Aid and animal crackers. In retrospect, I realize my only problem was that I was just way too cool for all those geeks. But my childhood insecurity, when coupled with the sight of grown men in cub scout uniforms, kind of scarred me for life. I will forever hate church basements, even those that have "gone digital". And I have a feeling Bailey now feels the same way

So like I said, we signed Bailey up for this class because she's starting to look like the next Shirley Temple and we want to cash in on her good looks and talent while she's still young. But the second we got in there, we got that look from Bailey - that look that says, You have 5 minutes to get me out of here before I lose it.

And she lost it alright - over and over again until we sheepishly ducked out of the room and whisked our crazy little diva out to the car. As we left the building she actually smiled and laughed in Kristin's face as if to say, Ha! Look what I just did. All I had to do was make a scene and I got what I wanted! We're so screwed when this kid is a full-blown toddler.

Being the tenacious reporter that I am, I wasn't about to pass up a good topic for a DB post. So instead of helping Kristin deal with the impending meltdown, I kept snapping photos and taking video, despite the tantrum. Nothing gets in the way of this fearless blogger. This confused many parents, especially the Asian guy next to Kristin, but the whole thing was just too funny for me to pass up.

Nothing worked. We tried all the usual panaceas. We tried the bunny. We tried bouncing. We tried making funny faces. All she wanted to do was cover her ears and crawl to the back of the room. You'd think she was at a Jonas Brothers concert or something.

Check out some video of the Crankiest Baby Ever.

PS - For those who don't get the title of this post (which many times you don't), Animal Crackers in My Soup is a Shriley Temple song. Being the mature 33-year-old that I am, I changed "Soup" to "Poop" because, well, "poop" is a funny word and now that I have a baby I get to use it whenever I want without sounding looking like the little dorky cub scout geek that I really am.