I should have pulled out.

Anjali cried more and more until hysteria was building.  I did the daddy check list (and checked it twice).  I fed her a super sized breast milk meal, I burped her as if she were Bernard Arnold Gumble from the Simpsons, and I changed her diaper as well as my underwear in case that was the offense.  Nothing worked.  I then shushed her as if I were competing with yankee stadium cheer.  I ran around the park like Carl Lewis.  I even made faces like Jim Carrey on cafeine.  Again nothing worked.  I was frustrated and had really strange thoughts like will there ever be a Chinese woman President and does Arnold Schwarzenegger eat rice and beans.  Just then a Garbage Man (sanitation worker for the politically correct readers) said to me "pull out."  "Pull out?" I said.  Yeah just pull her out and see if that works.  Duh!!!  So I pulled her out and held her in my arms.  She was quieter than a cemetery on New Years Eve.  Thanks Garbage Man.  Now I know...  

...next time I will just pull out.

Until tomorrow.

Jai