|Selected from the "Thank you for carrying my spawn" section on FTD.com|
Most people assume that staying home with a toddler is a constant go-go-go, but Faith cuts me a lot of slack. If I need a 10 minute break, I can let her watch a recorded episode of Wiggles and it's like Christmas morning.
|Are you turning the TV on?|
|OMG the WIGGLES!!|
She has to suck up to me because she has been up at least once a night for the last week or so. Sometimes it's a good reason (like poop), but most of the time it's just that she can't find her stupid musical seahorse under her blanket. We had a discussion today about how Mommy isn't such a cranky bitch if she doesn't have to perform seahorse search and rescue at 3:30am, so maybe she won't get up tonight. Also, monkeys might fly out of my ass.
Another way that Faith is great is how she reads to herself. She'll just plop down like this as I get stuff ready to go when we're headed out to do errands (like our trip to Target today for an Easter dress for Faith).
|I'm pretty sure Mommy skips this last page when she reads this to me|
|Mommy, I want to join a Baby Book Club|
|There is lots of drinking involved at book clubs, right?|
She has even started reading books in the stroller when we run which makes my life much more peaceful...at least until she decides to toss the book and I have to leap like a gazelle to avoid trampling it. Faith was great on our 4 mile run today, but that might be due to the fact that on just that short run she ate the following: a granola bar, 2 fruit leathers, an oatmeal raisin cookie, and a whole sippy cup of water. It's like an all you can eat toddler buffet when I run. This wasn't a meal either, as she still ate a big lunch after this. She really is my daughter.
This afternoon at Target, I let Faith pick out a toy for her Easter basket and she choose a stuffed dinosaur:
|I always say "Dino-SOAR" like Jurassic Park|
Here's my over-thinking dilemma of the day: I grew up calling that a Brontosaurus, but apparently that's not correct. The actual name is Apatosaurus, but that just doesn't roll off my tongue as easily because it's new.
Would you tell the kid that it's an Apatosaurus or stick with the vintage (yet incorrect) Brontosaurus?
Yeah, I think I just achieved the coveted "most random end of post question" award.