"How old is your baby?"

I had to write both of these stories...they are the two of several that must have amused me the most because I still remember them (by two, I'm refering to this story and the one I just posted, "Sofi's got her thinking cap on")!

Friday evening, we went to visit my sister and her family. One of our friends and her family came to visit that evening as well, so we had a house full and a fun evening! My sister's husband is from Finland so of course they have a sauna. Theirs is in a small building of its own outside. After we had all visited for a while, we began our sauna turns. First, the other two guys went with their boys. Soon the boys came in to shower and my husband went to join the other guys. Then the other guys came in and I went to join my husband and a few of the girls followed and came to steam with us. Soon, my husband went in and the other ladies (my sister and our friend) came to join me and my girls for a good Finnish steam session. When my sister and our friend first came out to the sauna, I asked how my baby was doing. My friend said that she was just getting a little squirmy and fussy but her husband Eric was holding her so she was just fine. So I stayed out for a while steaming before my girls and I went in to shower. When we got in the house, I could hear the baby fussing a little but she wasn't outright crying so I knew I had a little time still. My husband tends to get a little panicked when our babies are so young and begin crying because usually the only thing that calms them is nursing...which he says he's no good at! I cruised myself and the girls through the shower and hurried upstairs. By then, Isabella was crying pretty good. I asked my Eric how long she had been crying and he said, "Not too long!" Later he told me that after he came up from the sauna/shower, the guys just visited..all the while our baby was still in the other Eric's lap, along with his youngest, a 1 1/2 y.o. My Eric said that he noticed the baby was kind of fussing off and on and at some point he thought, "Boy, Eric sure is calm with that baby fussing like that! It sure doesn't seem to bother him to hold a fussing baby!!!" From the time that my friend left Isabella in her husband Eric's lap until I came upstairs after sauna, at least 45 minutes, maybe more had elapsed. Just minutes before I came upstairs, my Eric had asked the other Eric, "How old is your baby?" The other Eric said, "A year and a half!" My Eric just kind of looked at him and said, "No, the other one. The little one!" It was the other Eric's turn to just kind of look at my Eric for a moment before replying, "This isn't my baby!" It was then that it finally dawned on my Eric, "That's right!!! We have a baby!!!!! That's our baby!" He promptly jumped up and went to relieve the other Eric from the fussing baby and moments later I came up the stairs, looked at my Eric, and thought, "Wow!!! He sure is looking calm with the baby fussing like that!"