Well, I can tell you there’s nothing like being given an 11 month old who most likely has separation anxiety, refuses to take naps, freaks out at the sight of his crib and has the strength and moves of a professional wrestler. Holy cow! I have never seen such an inconsolable monster in my life nor has the energy been drained from my core faster. I was so sick from exhaustion yesterday I thought I might kick the bucket at any moment. But alas, I have survived another day. Perhaps as a reward for my survival, General Alexander took a two hour nap today.

Desperate to find anything that soothes this savage beast, I have discovered that he is quite fond of Tony Bennett and flamenco, this video in particular:

I wish I could find a whole dvd full of this stuff or even a cd of whoever recorded this song. I haven’t had any time to research it. All I know is that as soon as that guy starts singing, Alex freezes and seems very calm, I believe I have played that video at least 5,000 times in the last few days.

Hey cheese queen, any chance you’re an authority on flamenco artists too?