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I know it’s not very kind, but when my youngest was a baby we called her El Diablo. Honestly, the kid howled nonstop, and the only chance of a reprieve was if I (not anybody else) held her and also jumped on a mini-trampoline purchased exclusively for this purpose. (The pleasant side-effect of this was that I lost the fifty pregnancy pounds I gained in about three weeks.) My husband would offer to bounce with her, but unless I was leaving the house it was pointless because I’d still have to listen to her shrieks.
I was reminded of this frustrating time in my life this week when I saw the video of President Obama engaging in an age-old political pastime of baby-kissing. In the clip, a smiling First Lady is cradling a wailing infant to the obvious amusement of the crowd. But when the Commander-in-Chief gently lifts the sobbing tot into his arms, she quiets immediately. This is not at all why the video is awesome. The video is awesome because of the look of utter shock on the First Lady’s face at her husband’s magical hush-making powers. See for yourself:
Maybe the Prez really is a baby-whisperer. Or maybe they’re just not showing the thirty seven thousand archived video clips of babes bawling ever louder when he gets too close. (No offense, but he is a total stranger.) Either way, kudos to Mrs. O for not even trying to hide her shock and awe.