Someone, somehow over the past couple of weeks, secretly swiped my baby and left me with this toddler-like creature. Just when I thought I had the baby thing down, POOF! , she disappears. Left in her place is this independent, strong-willed, tenacious, stubborn, ball of energy and goodness. I don't quite know that I am toddler-compatible. It is exhausting. Long gone are the days when I can sit and surf while she sits and plays with the string on her pants for an hour. Now, I am lucky if something can keep her attention for more than 45 seconds. She is learning at a rapid rate. Some things good, some things bad.
The good:
- How to drink from a straw. SCORE! Whoever invented stupid sippy cups has never spent time with a baby. Sippy cups requires babies to tip the cup up and suck at the same time. Sophie got angry with them fast. She does have my temper. The toddler cup with the straw I bought is for 18 months and up. Of course now I understand that Sophie is a true genius. So long sippy cup!
- How to walk around the coffee table and couch. Good....and bad.
- How to climb. Again, good and bad.
The bad:
- Pulling cat's tails is fun. This isn't good for anyone. Sophie pulls Bailey's tail. Bailey bites me. That seems fair.
- How to turn on the spout on the water cooler. Oy.
- How to open cupboards and remove everything from them. Oy.
- How to empty tissue boxes and wipes dispensers at Olympic speeds. Sigh.
There are more bads but I don't wish to throw the scale terribly off-balance. Because regardless of the bads or the devil-horns I see sprouting out of Sophie's curly head, we think we just might keep her. Her ability the smile, giggle and have fun is contagious, and highly addictive. As far as addictions go, I don't think this one's so bad. Besides, there's no 12-step program to try to give her up.
I justed heard a pacifier hit the wall in her room. I guess that means that Princess-toddler is awake and squealing and yelling will commence in 5-4-3-2....
-jl
No comments:
Post a Comment