Why Are You Sitting There Typing?

I just found myself saying to my daughter " Take your hand away from his head," in that Hollywood Cop voice. "Take your hand away from his head." Slowly and with authority. It gets the job done. Because Marshall is only five months and he still has the breathing brain thing like those higher beings in that old Star Trek episode and because for some reason my daughter insists on patting him hard on the head right where the soft spot is. "But he's smiling," she says. "See? He's smiling," as she grabs him around the neck and gives him a smothering hug. "Take your hands away from his neck." Welcome to my day.