Mama didn’t want to wear her rain boots anymore.
Full, 10/10 meltdown because toast doesn’t happen instantly.
…been there girl. Same.
Because Mum won’t get me a Happy Meal for dinner, and she says Dad already knows dinner is scrambled eggs and he won’t get me takeaway either.
Mum says dog cart isn’t a scooter.
Edit this is dog cart. It has a a dog head that didn’t make it into the shot.
Update: Mum turned the scrambled eggs and bread into eyebrows and a moustache for my Zebra plate and it was so funny I ate it.
Mama told me about cheeseburgers and she didn’t immediately provide it (5 minutes to defrost the bun)
Because grandma showed me flowers during our facetime call but wouldn’t show more and more and more flowers, instead she wanted to see my face and interact with me.
Because mom got a new pair of shoes in the mail and she put them on herself instead of letting me put them on
I won’t let him bite my nails. He’s has none let of his own.
We call this the “banana tantrum” stage
Every single day, “Mama ON!!!” as he holds two pieces of toast that he just ripped apart.
We’ve been telling him that it’ll get mixed together in his belly when he eats it. And then he lifts up his shirt to look at his belly and sometimes that’s enough distraction and sometimes it just makes him more mad.
We are in the crying because I got myself into a position that I can’t safely get out of stage.
Why is mama
Because Kiddo decided going down the hallway has become a mix between a full contact sport and pinball. Just walking down the hallway - or even running without making contact with the walls at least three times - is not sufficiently exciting. Why, child, whyyyyyy.
We are constantly bonking head, face splat, and swinging wildly while holding on with one arm because some gross motor skills have lagged behind others…
“I want mum’s spotty bowl”
Except it wasn’t about the bowl at all. After 30 minutes of screaming we established it was because she was so hungry that she wanted the adult portion of pasta that was in my bowl. If only we could have worked that out faster we could of have had a 30 minute less over hungry child.
Because he wanted to go down the basement and did NOT want Mama to go upstairs and get the dryer ball first.
Night terrors or teething I hope?
We got as far as the ER parking lot after Pipsqueak woke up screaming about 2.5 hours after bedtime. It took almost 15 minutes to get her to calm down (I was going to give it a full 15 minutes before heading over). Then, she calmed down and wanted to get down to play but she started falling over whenever she stepped on her left leg so off to the ER we went. It’s only a 5 minute drive and by the time we pulled into the parking lot she was all smiles. When I put her down she took off running like nothing was wrong. We hung out there for a little while debating what to do and eventually headed back home.
She’s back in bed now
If you had gone in, I guarantee you would not have been the first parent to do so. These babies, hey? I hope you got some rest.
Currently staring at her on the video monitor but it’s only 11 pm and I will force myself to go to bed soon! On nights like this, I wish she was a snuggler instead of an extremely independent sleeper so I could scoop her up and contact sleep for a few hours.