Heard in my house this morning at 4:45 a.m.
"Waaaa Waaaaa Waaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Me: "Honey, can you see if she'll go back to sleep?
Him: (frustrated groan)
Me: "If she sees me she won't go back to sleep."
Him: (angrily throwing the covers back)
"Waaaaaa ahhhhhhhhhhhh Waaaaaaaaaaaa"
(this continued for what felt like an eternity)
It finally got quiet, but only for a second.
He put the baby back in her crib, stormed out of her room and plopped into bed and she was still screaming. I let it go for as long as I possibly could. Big J is in the room right next to the baby and I didn't want her to wake up.
Me: "So I have to get up?
Him" "I'm not getting up."
Me: "Why not?"
Him: "It's not my fault you got home so late."
I work nights and didn't get into bed until midnight. Refer back to title.