Pardon my blog funk, but my once indomitably cute daughter has embraced her toddlerhood with full force. Her once quirky stories are just not as funny when they involve defacing our property or whining until my eardrums explode. Seriously, that just happened.
The other day, Miss Dub was coloring with some markers when she said, "Mommy, come see!" She was holding the market in her hand, so I assumed the worst. She brought me to the glider in her room and said, "Look!" And there was nothing. Not a mark. Until she started to draw giant circles ALL OVER THE OTTOMAN. Right in front of me - the audacity!
In any event, I know that 90 percent of you tune in to see and hear about the quirky and affable Miss Dub, so I apologize for the recent lack of Miss-centric posts. I'll try to find some humor in the incessant warnings and timeouts. (Maybe the fact that she comes out and says, "Ta-da!"??)
The other 10 percent of you should take heart, however, because I believe you tune in to revel in my mothering disasters and give me detailed parenting advice. Sounds like I'm going to need it.
Good thing she is so unbelievably cute and funny.
10 December 2008
It was permanent marker
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14 comments:
She IS unbelievably cute and funny ... particularly in that picture.
But you and I have already discussed the marker incident. What's with the macaroni incident?
On closer inspection I see it's a dry cereal incident. You know full well that I am the last person on earth to judge anyone who has issues with cereal.
And her jeans ARE cuter than mine. Does that make her sad?
ahhh the terrible twos! gotta love it :P
how about throwing a whole thing of cereal on the ground just so that the monster truck has a rocky surface to explore?
she is a beautiful little doll. auntie hilari will let her do whatever she wants to.
Your eardrums just exploded??? I am so very terribly sorry. ;)
oh no! mike has some stuff that can get permanent marker out of carpet and upholstery. i can get you some. mike and i are tight like that.
Your closing statement is nearly identical to what I said last night after my twin 4-yr-olds gave themselves haircuts yesterday. I really thought we were done with that sort of thing.
It was a brilliant idea to make kids so cute so that we can't get too mad at them... or at least forgive them speedily. I'm sorry about your ottoman!
when i got back from running errands yesterday, robby was cleaning toothpaste out of the hose on the vacuum. gracie was in the tub. can you guess what happened there?
we're goin through it over here, too.
God made them little and cute for a reason. It's their saving grace.
send miss dub to visit me... i'll show her what a tantrum REALLY is. then once she realizes that she can't compete, she'll be over it.
oh, and i'll buy her fun stuff, feed her yummy candy and paint her pretty nails!
Just testing boundaries--hers and yours--and making sure you really do love her no matter what she does. So be firm but loving, consistent and fair, and keep your sense of humor, and one day you'll wish she was still two. But probably not any day soon.
Hmm, you and Miss Dub seem to be getting the house funk. Two people stuck in the house too much going crazy together. A fun day out is definitely required. Off to lunch at Miccy D and your Natural History Museum with you!
XOXO
Nope, I read this blog just to see that my life doesn't suck out of the ordinary. Thank you for that!
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