Green curry tastes so good, but also hurts.
And teething.
And because every half hour mum detached her nipples from my mouth
Green curry tastes so good, but also hurts.
And teething.
And because every half hour mum detached her nipples from my mouth
Because you tried to put Elmo in the infant attachment for the Stokke TrippTrapp. “That’s my Elmo!”
Well, it is.
Because I very much want to be mobile even though I’m not, and I don’t want to do the hard work to get mobile. Please hover me over my toy of choice and zoom me towards anything I reach for asap. Definitely don’t set me down on my tummy in an effort to help me get there in my own. Or my back, or sitting against you, only hovering is acceptable.
Sobbing at 2am: “I just love my bed so much and it’s so cozy and I never want it to go away but I do really want a big ladder bed for when I’m older but I’ll miss this cozy bed soooo much”.
Her logic never fails to astound me and I would never once have a good reply if I were her parent!(meaning I’m very glad she has you as her mum!)
That’s how I feel everytime I’ve moved in my life, so solidarity, child.
Because the sight and smell of mama relaxes me and it turns out I’m tired
Mama sneezed
We ran out of the good foods at dinner before we ran out of the tolerable and unacceptable options
Wanna Dada hug. Wanna Mama hug. Wanna Dada hug! (He must have had a bad dream, poor kid.)
I default to acknowledging feelings and experiences most of the time because I have no idea what else to do with it.
On second thought…the crying might have been from teething as her first tooth broke through the next day! Now I feel bad that we didn’t offer tylenol. Next time.
I pulled the blanket onto me. Then the blanket was ON ME. TOUCHING ME.
This thread may be the best part of the Internet.
It’s so fun when you’re not the one surviving it
Latte is currently scream/cry/throwing things because her jingle ball doesn’t fit in the empty pill bottle she’s trying to cram it into. This weeks emotion: frustration:sparkles:
This morning she was crying because we let her continue eating the apple she climbed on the counter and started eating.
As an only child number four seems very legit.
She was dropping toys from her learning tower onto the dog. Then the dog moved and she couldn’t hit her with falling toys anymore.
Not crying, but he definitely wanted to speak with my manager this weekend when I would not get into the car which would take us to the bus which would take us to the train which would take us to the boat which would take us to the definitely real Kiddo Castle. Doing the pretend version of that was Not Acceptable.
Because I stopped sweeping and put the broom away.