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Gecko II: This time it's personal

We were eating dinner the other night and we experienced a gecko visit. The little guy was scampering along the floor and I grabbed the camera. Owen was in a weird state--he couldn't watch yet he dared not turn away from the little beastie that had entered our house.

Here's the video. Note the "Hmmmm, mmmm, MMMM," uttered by Owen. This is the classic lullaby, Brahm's Lullaby which Owen hums when he's sleepy, scared, or being approached by a gecko. His Baba (pacifier) gave him the strength to endure the ordeal.

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erinjohn said…
he loves those geckos! he woke up talking about them today :) "where's gecko? gecko go? bye-bye gecko" so funny!

oh, i made a slight modification - he hums "brahms' lullaby" that pretty horses one is really s.l.o.w....
:)
lehpve said…
Geckos are supposed to be good luck when you find one in your house. I always tried to ignore them, good luck or not.
mama mia said…
I love that Owen is humming a lullaby with pacifier in mouth and that I can still tell what tune it is that he uses to calm himself :)
Bonzer said…
I like that you get your "this is the way it is" voice on - "He can't hurt Owen, he can't hurt Mommy." That's just the way it is. Say it faster.
JohnJohn said…
Did you notice she didn't say anything about geckos hurting Daddy? I got real scared after that...

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