The baby goose story

When I was a child, my parents got a goose egg for us to hatch. My little brother David was probably only about 18 months old at the time and communicated mainly through screaming. He was always screaming to be held up so he could see the egg, which sat in a box on the counter right next to where his high chair was. When the goose finally hatched, it responded to his screams the way a baby chick might to it's mothers call. Since it had grown so familiar with his screaming while in the egg, it was only natural for it to follow David around the house while he screamed for attention, etc.

I can only imagine that this same sort of thing is going to happen when our new baby arrives. She will have spent the entire 9 months of her developing life, listening to Alex scream and cry. Other than the vacuum, this is probably the only noise loud enough to breach her little chamber of solitude. While she will not be able to chase Alex around like a trained goose, hopefully they will be able to bond over this, a source of constant frustration for the rest of us.