Sometimes, babies do really adorable things that are momentarily terrifying. Like. For example. Take some really big bites of red sprinkled cookies. Then, go out on the deck and walk around the other side of the glass door. Then, bang on it like all hell had broken loose. And, if you’re the parent that didn’t see that this particular cookie had bright red sprinkles you might wonder just why the other parent was laughing as the baby screamed and banged in what might be construed as terror with a face full of red.
But, then. You get it. And you don’t speak to your spouse for like twenty minutes.
“C’mon. It was funny.”
“A little funny.”
“Maybe a little.”
“A little. Hilarious.”