A Day Late

[brigid]

I was going to do a “Wordy Wednesday” post talking about some of Niko’s words and how he communicates, as well as a video of him eating with a spoon.

And then suddenly it was Thursday!

I got all PO’d. How do SOME parent bloggers manage to update so regularly?

Then it hit me.

It’s because OBVIOUSLY they are spending all their time sitting on their butts computing and not spending time with their precious snowflake children. Unlike me. The time I spend sitting on the couch reading “The Great Book of Amber” while Niko runs around finding tinfoil to chew on is FAR SUPERIOR to the time other parents spend with their kids, because I’m not online.

I win at being a parent! BOOYAH!

I’m kidding.

Also, I think this was funnier in my head. Sorry for inflicting it upon you.

Anyway, instead of talking about words and communication (or complaining about sleep problems because I’m as tired of writing about it as you all are of hearing about it) I just want to say that I cleaned Niko’s entire room yesterday including mopping the floor. I called Nesko to tell him.

“Good job,” he said. “Did Niko take another nap or something?”
“Haha!” I said. “No.”
“Then how did you manage that?”
“WITH GREAT DIFFICULTY.”

Also by redoing everything multiple times. Niko is helpful in the way that cats are helpful, which is to say not at all.

Later, I stripped our bed. He took the laundry basket and ran away with it, then took the discarded pillowcases and put them in the now-hidden laundry basket (helpful) and THEN kept dragging the mattress pad and fitted sheet back onto the bed (not helpful). As I tried to put the new mattress pad, fitted sheet, etc onto the bed he kept… climbing onto the bed. Gleefully. I guess because Things! Were! Different! And he had to check them out.

That night, Nesko got into bed and had a princess-and-the-pea moment where he had to get back out of bed, grope under the fitted sheet, and remove a pacifier.

Helpful.

Like a cat.

(today he helpfully pointed out all the dots on the sheets. Dot! Dot! Dot! there are many dots, all of which need to be pointed out and exclaimed over. Dot! Adorable, or super adorable? SUPER ADORABLE.)

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Comments

Love kiddies!

[serendipity8791]

Today, I got weepy over Arin Murphy-Hiscock's (she's a Montreal-based Pagan author, used to be one of my teachers, and we used to live around the corner from each other, haha...) story about her son starting Kindergarten and being all grown-up about it, then I got to gleefully squee over the Niko cuteness on here.

I can't wait to have children of my own!

Re: Love kiddies!

[brigid]

Children: They are pretty awesome!

I am really super hugely looking forward to him starting school. I am all IT IS FALL: MUST BUY SCHOOL SUPPLIES and... nobody's been in school for years! haha!

[tattycat]

DOT!!

That's about as superadorable as Dooce's oldest daughter calling their cousin DORGE! DORGE! is her favourite, apparently, and needs much enthusiasm.

[brigid]

I used to have a pair of polka dot pajama pants and he'd very helpfully point out all the dots on them, as well. With his finger. His sharp, jabby, poking finger.

The same sharp, jabby, poking finger he uses to indicate where my eyes are. You know. In my head. Behind my eyelids. POKE POKE.

[lassarina]

that's ridiculously adorable. Helping like a kitty, indeed.

Changing the sheets day is the BEST DAY EVER where the cats are concerned. They get to play! In piles of sheets! and HELP! Best day.

[brigid]

Did you know that you can PULL CLOTHING OUT OF BASKETS?

And then you can PUT THINGS INTO THE BASKETS?

And then take things out of the baskets again!

And then? You can CLIMB INTO THE BASKETS!!!!!!

And then you can put clothing into the baskets again, freely mingling dirty underpants and clean pillow cases! FUN! FUN TIMES! HOORAY!

And then you can throw everything out of the basket and push the basket out of the bedroom while saying VRRRRRRRRM VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRM!

Sooo... not quite like a cat. Maybe if a cat was larger and had hands.