I live with the strangest eater ever. Here she
is loving some Pad Thai, yet Sterling doesn't like pizza, Mac and cheese
or ice cream. Give her calamari, dried seaweed, tofu nuggets, basmati
rice or Saag Paneer, and she will throw down, but take her to McDonalds
and the only thing she will eat is french fries :)
When she was a baby, we really struggled with finding a baby food that she would eat, yet no less than THREE different times I found her happily munching on a Stink Bug. I love her, but don't think I will ever understand her.
Because
when you have access to the baby swing, and mom is tied up nursing your
brother, what else would you do but climb up into it and jump while it
rocks?
Repeatedly hitting the "Peaceful Music" button until your mom can
feel it in her molars, optional...
Dancing on the coffee table to OPP. Yep, we
roll old school. What? My girl has to pay her way through Med School
somehow, I just call this her "training program".
And
for the record: no, she is not allowed to stand on the table. Sit, yes.
Stand, no. And yes, she knows it. But after a million battles already
this morning, we fudged on this one for a few minute of peace...
Anybody who is home only long enough to give both of his babies a cold and then leaves again should have his testicles removed with a pair of nail clippers.
Dull, rusty ones. LOTS of little, ineffective snips.
I think there is a law somewhere to this effect.
Just sayin, love the daddy, hate the travel schedule...
It's funny how when I read back over the old posts on this blog, I was so clueless of what life with kids would be like. Early on I was worried about things like: mom guilt, and making kid-friendly friends. It's not that these aren't things that I worry about anymore, but now my day is much more about: how the hell do I keep my sanity when I'm living with a pint sized hellion on a mission to destroy…
Also known as: I used the office chair to climb into the desk drawer in
order to access the laptop that I know is off limits which is why I did
it so damn quickly.
No lie, I watched the whole
thing go down in less than 5 seconds. She went under the desk to push the drawer out, pulled the chair over, and was up an on the desk faster than I could figure out what she was up to. Luckily I had the camera on hand
so I could snag a quick photo AND yank her little hiney off of it within
seconds of one another :) Homegirl isn't even playing fair any more. The less sleep I get, the more hood rat she becomes. And juggling her at the same time with an infant is HARSH!
Her face says it all. Given a few minutes and no witnesses, this would be a VERY different photo :)
And
just in case you are curious, her right hand is crouched in preparation
for "nose nose", which is her favorite game where she pinches someone's
nose and says "nose nose". She knows it's off limits for Bennett
(because babies only breathe through their nose, and Bennett is kind of fond of breathing) so she is super fast
and crafty with it :)