Scatting

The form of singing, not defecation...yesterday when I got home I started scat singing to Quinn while dancing and bouncing him around. He loved it! He smiled repeatedly. Giggles can't be far away. Then he sailor-burped twice, puked, crapped on the change table seven times while I was changing him (ok maybe it *is* the defecation kind) and promptly fell asleep for 7 hours til 5am! By 4am both Bec & I were hovering over him to see if he was ok.

Needless to say there was some scatting tonight too. I let Bec change him though :) He's just gone to sleep. I should go join him as I couldn't get back to sleep past 5am this morning.