My daughter is 16 months old. Day by day I see her transforming from a baby to a really cool little toddler. It’s been an amazing experience to have watched her grow from a boring little newborn who just cries, poops and sleeps into a mini-me who now plays, eats, sleeps and poops. I love that I get to spend every day with her, watching her discover and learn new things. On the flip side, I don’t love watching her discover and learn new things that are harmful/embarrassing/annoying. Numerous times a day, I find myself saying, “Not cool, Ella. Not cool.” Here are a few reasons why:
She is a risk-taking dare devil. I have officially nicknamed her Ella Knievel. Her favorite activity of this month is to attempt a tightrope-like crawl on the back ledge of the sofa and then hurl herself onto the the cushions. Her new fave activity + hard tile flooring= Mommy going prematurely gray.
This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home...My little piggies are in constant danger of being chomped off by the eight tiny teeth in my daughter’s mouth. Is there such thing as baby cannibalism?
She beats me. Only me! She cracks up like a little psycho every time she slaps me in the face.
Did you see who went home on the latest Top Chef episode? I didn’t because my daughter is obsessed with pressing the reset button on the cable box. It’s funny how she never seems interested in pressing this during Yo Gabba Gabba or Bubble Guppies.
My daughter’s habit of ejecting and hiding my rented DVDs has become an expensive one. As if raising a child is not expensive enough, now I have to factor unnecessary double-digit fines from RedBox into my budget.
The Sippy Cup has lost its charm. If I want to keep my daughter from dehydration, I have to let my daughter drink from my glass. It’s not that I’m against sharing...I’m just not a fan of chewed up scrambled egg morsels in my drink.
When all is said and done, the joy of watching her learn outweighs her new annoying habits. Except for that DVD thing...that really pisses me off.