Wordless Wednesday: Down On The Farm
Nov. 3rd, 2010 05:02 pm(This actually took place about a month ago. Niko’s had a hair cut since then. It was very windy that day, but fun.)
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(This actually took place about a month ago. Niko’s had a hair cut since then. It was very windy that day, but fun.)
Mirrored from Now Showing!.
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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Today is Niko’s 18 month natal anniversary. How exciting is that? I could totally, theoretically, have had two more babies by now. Christ, am I glad I didn’t.
Anyway, let’s check on 18 month milestones, shall we?
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