- I had the laundry basket at the basement door to take down for my next load out of the dryer. Our basement door is off the kitchen. Now that G is all.over.the.place she was pushing the basket up and down the hallway and back and forth. Then, I got an idea! Why not put her in the basket and give her a ride? Obviously I don’t have a pic of video of this but the look on her face as I ran down the hallway with her in the basket white-knucked was hysterical! She was laughing and giggling the whole way with the breeze in her hair. Of course, now its all she wants when she sees the basket.
- Again with the basket…my mom came grocery shopping with me this morning and when we came back she was playing with G while I put all the groceries away. Well, we have a Boon highchair and its on wheels. When its locked it doesn’t budge, but when its unlocked its like a giant roller-skate. She pushed the laundry basket up against the high chair and then pushed the basket AND the highchair down the hallway! Do I have a baby with superhuman strength?
- The other night during bath time G came within one inch of her whole body and face being totally under water. I of course freaked out and immediately sat her upright again. Well, G aka fearless though this was just great! Now she WANTS to go under. And, she gets on her belly and makes like she is swimming?! Time for swim lessons??
- We went church the other morning for a funeral mass. I had to take G since DH and everyone else was working. Luckily this particular church had a quiet room because having a toddler sit through an hour long service is very tricky. I had all the basics with me, but all she wanted to do was rearrange all 50 chairs that were neatly arranged in rows of 10. Luckily I had a friend with me so she helped me put all 50 chairs neatly back in their place! OYE!
- We went to dinner last night at a local place. Of course there was a tablecloth, silverware, glasses of all sizes with various beverages, bread, menus, you name it. When we first arrived I took everything away except for the tablecloth. Not much I can do about that. Well, once G was done she started picking up the tablecloth and pushing it towards DH’s mom, “Nonna”. Then she took my napkin and scrubbed at the marinara sauce on the tablecloth. And after that she played peek-a-book with the napkin and was cracking herself up! Hopefully the expectant couple sitting behind us didn’t get too scared!
|Just having a little Pizzella. That is all.|
|My tired and teething muffin. 🙁|
|Goes like this right?|