Noah had his first meltdown today. Not a hungry meltdown or sleepy meltdown...but a honest to God, true meltdown.
Apparently Grandpa's coughing was too loud and too sudden for my little angel and he got the crap scared out of him. I've never heard him cry like that and it took maybe 5 minutes to get him to calm down. Grandma was doing a good job of comforting him, but I love that my little guy needed "mom" to feel better. I've spent years comforting babies only to need to hand them over to their moms to make it better. Now it's my turn!
Noah and Grandpa made up though and all was well.