10 Minutes in the Mind of My 21-Month Old:
“Where’s mom? Not in
her bedroom. That means the jewelry box
is fair game. I wonder how many earrings
I can get in my mouth before she… There she is! What’s in my mouth, you
say? Nothing! Yes, fine, I’ll spit them into your hand. Noooo, I wasn’t going to SWALLOW them! Your insult to my intelligence has angered
me. I will now slap the earrings from
your hand, woman. Timeout?! Pssshh.
Oh, she’s counting. Quick! Before she gets to three! Not too quick though...I’m still mad. Sitting…Sitting…Sitting….Are those BANANAS I
see on the kitchen counter?! I want
one! Mom’s not looking. Run! Climb the bar stool, slide onto the
kitchen counter, crawl to the fruit basket… SCORE! I wish I knew how to peel these things. Oh well, I’ll just bite through the
peeling. Oh, here comes mom – why is she
running? Hey mom, can you peel this? Thanks.
Oh, I have to SIT and eat it?
Alright, alright.
Eating…eating…eating… Where’s my sister? There she is…DOING A PUZZLE?! Without me?!
I’ll fix that. Throw the banana
to the floor, climb down from the bar stool, retrieve the banana, run over to
the puzzle happenings…DESTROY PUZZLE!
Why is she screaming? Here, take
this banana, and shut it. What do you
mean it’s smushy? Duh. It’s been thrown on the floor. Plus, I had to hold it real tight while I was
stomping on your puzzle. Did mom say
timeout again?! My sister is such a snitch! Sitting…sitting…sitting… What’s that
sound?! Is that the CAT?! I have not tackled that cat ALL DAY! Running…looking….what was I looking for? I’m hungry.
Where’s mom? I want some crackers. Thanks mom.
You’re alright, for such a bossy lady.
I wonder how many of these goldfish crackers I can crush with my fingers
and sprinkle on the couch before I get caught?
One…two…three… This is taking too long.
I’ll just dump the whole bowl out.
Is my sister tattling AGAIN?!”Like I said though, just a guess.
♥M
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