Just a couple tidbits to start the day:
Why do we look like this at the end of practically every meal? Is it the result of poor parenting? Is this healthy exploration? Must he know what oatmeal feels like in his nostrils before he can fully appreciate its taste? All I know is, one minute everything is fine and all of us are respectable, then I turn around and one of the three of us looks like this.
Chris left for a business trip by train on Monday. Nicky and I saw him off and Nicky was so excited by the sight of his first real train that he was shaking a little while incessantly whispered "choo choo" under his breath. Now he keeps saying "Dada choo choo" over and over. I think this is pretty neat because perhaps he thinks his father is an engineer, which I'm sure is Nicky's ultimate dream job.
Just like Michael Scott on The Office, I need to get back on top around here. With the onset of spring, Nicky and the dog have both officially stopped listening to me and all of either of them want to do is stand in the street and explore our neighbors' driveways. Most evenings at around 6:30 you can find me in the street, begging the two of them to please come in, wouldn't they like some cheese? I am fully aware that this is poor, bribing parenting.
Nicky has a scraped knee. Well, actually he has two, but thank goodness he's only aware of the one. The drama! Whenever he notices it he launches into "Uh-oh! Boo-boo! Uh-oh! Momma! Uh-oh! Ouchy! Boo-boo." This continues for quite some time. This morning he was vehemently against wearing pants, I guess because of the boo-boo. I assume this because he was screaming "No! BOO-BOO!" as I tried to pull them up over his tush. Note to self: may need to rethink the cheese bribery sooner that anticipated.
Happy hump day!
1 comment:
Oh Mer, you make me laugh. I'm still chuckling as I type this. Okay, the boo boo thing, Abby is the same way. She has a few scrapes on her legs and is constantly pointing them out to me, "Boo boo mama" "boo boo" I try not to make a big deal about it because the more I do the more she does!!!
I have found myself bribing recently too and I don't like it. She hates for me to comb her hair and I find myself saying things like Mickey and Minnie want you to comb your hair. I don't know what it is but when I say it she stops in her tracks, maybe it's just hearing their names, who knows!
Choo choo little Nicky! Choo choo!
Love you!
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