It's probably my fault, all those nights sleeping with the TV on. Rylie just can't seem to stay calm unless there is noise. A LOT of noise.
Wide awake in her swing, I start the vaccuum and she is down for the count.
We went to the bookstore at Tempe Marketplace, she screamed, until I took her outside where low flying planes and a really loud fountain made for a peaceful baby.
We get in the car. I forget to turn on the music. All hell breaks loose. Give her some Foo Fighters and she's all good.
Chirping birds, ocean waves, whatever... just keep the noise coming! Sorry Depeche Mode, Rylie will NOT enjoy the silence!
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