Ethan is like a wild animal today. Lordy. Gnawing on everything in sight, including me. And the sounds he is making. I don't even want to start with those. He is trying to walk more today. He grabs a hold of my finger in his little hand and off he goes to the races. Back and forth. *Wobble,wobble,fall,pull up,wobble wobble* Right now he is laying flat on his belly on the floor peering into his overturned toy bin doing what seems to be push-ups. Hey, I can't make this stuff up. I am just telling you what I see. And, no, I have no idea what he is doing. I do know that he is mad at me. There are several reasons for this including,but not limited to: me taking the computer mouse away (to which he launches into a rant not unlike the one in A Christmas Story when the dad's lamp gets broken-you cannot understand what he is saying,but you know it cannot be good), me letting the cat outside (to which he looks at me like I just took his favorite plaything away from him-and I did), me being on the computer writing this blog(to which he stands next to me whining-and trying to sneak the mouse), and me taking the magic marker away from him before he figures out how to get the cap off (shoot, where IS that thing?!?-Oh, wrestled it away from him again, WHEW!) He is constantly into something and I am constantly taking that "something" away from him or getting him down from that "something" or taking that "something" out of his mouth. I knew being a mom was not going to be easy,but really ya'll.
On the bright side, I can finally watch the Wiggles without throwing up in my mouth a little bit.
See. . .I can find the silver lining in every situation.
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