I don't know how Megan is still alive at this point- anything she sees goes in her mouth, including anything of interest in parking lots, or bathroom floors...... or Starbucks this morning..... yes, I try to get to her quick enough, but she's fast dammit!
and God is totally getting me back for all those "I have no idea why people ever need those silly locks/latches/doorknob covers to keep their babies out- Cameron never gets into ANYTHING" ugh... Megan is SO making up for lost time.... closing the lid to the toilet is no longer suffice. Now the bathroom door has to be shut at all times in order for her not to lift the lid and have a mini splash party.
And you know those old, nasty, dirty toothbrushes you clean those hard to reach places with? Well, my daughter has figured out how open the cabinet just far enough (yes, with that cabinet lock on) to squeeze her chubby little hand in and grab whatever she can manage to pull out, which today happened to be THAT toothbrush that promptly went in her mouth. Yes, I know you've probably uttered an "EWWWW" or three at this point... *sigh* And I'm not going to confess how much mulch that child eats each and every time we go to the park.... you'd think it wouldn't taste good after a while... kind of like the dog food I keep hiding from her... does it really taste that damn good that you hunt for it??
Cameron never put things in his mouth- I had a hard enough time finding things he liked to eat, let alone worrying about trash/mulch/bugs/toilet paper etc. going into his mouth. And he did, and still does, hate to be dirty. Not the little princess. She'd love a mud bath.
Cameron wears me out with the talking.... Megan wears me out with the running.... it's totally all worth it in the end, right? Especially when Cameron tells me I'm his favorite Mommy (yes, I know, you don't have to point out I'm the only Mommy) or now that Megan has learned how to give hugs and slobbery kisses.... so sweet.
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My first 2 are just like that, Colin is neat, clean and always pleasant and on the other hand I've nick-named Liam affectionately my Tazmanian Devil...it all evened out with my 3rd ;-)
Mmm nothing like the taste of mulch in the morning. I think the idea of constant talking wears me out more, but it's probably a toss up :)
one bright thing... she must be getting lots of fiber!! :o}
My kids are just the opposite. Kason put everything into his mouth and got into everything. Hadley...could care less. He did venture into the tp once, but that was enough for him. I'll mention this to my sister as she is so excited she is having a girl and *thinks* she won't be like this. LOL!
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