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Sometime last week Dexter started what we now call The Dexter Hulk.  It is a LOUD, frustrated, fists clenched, scream.

This is not the first time he has “expressed” himself.  Remember tummy time?  (here), (here) and (here)

Back in the tummy-time-days we creatively moved him around until he was happy.  But now our strategy to curb this obnoxious new phase is a simple, stern no.

It is sort of working.  I think.  Or maybe he has just had other distractions the last few days.  I don’t know … but any advice would be GREATLY appreciated!

The Dexter Hulk in full action ... in public.

Maybe a basket of pan de bono would be a good distraction.
He likes that ... remember? (here)

The Dexter Hulk returns. Pan de bono was NOT what he wanted.
Back to the "NO" strategy.

Grandpa Arled's strategy:
"If you can't beat 'em, join 'em."