Ahhh . . . The Simple Things

Dear Son,

At 16 months, you continue to teach me everyday - more than anything I've learned in all the years I've spent in a classroom.

Today's lesson?


Happiness Is:

taking down your diaper at bathtime and not finding a surprise inside.

(They just don't teach you these things at University.)

....more on conversing with you

Me: "Son . . . dont put that in your mouth."

You: "gabba gabbea shyia blee blee goo"

Me: "Son . . . Please. Dont put that in your mouth."

You: "sleayia bleah gloo gloo myeah yeeeeahhhhh. Ila sleyah!!"

Me: "Bring it to Mommy please.
Bring it to Mommy.
Coooome on, bring it to Mommy.""

You: [spin around, do a dance, wave said object in air] "slayeah mishu mishu gloomp."

Me: [with extreme authority] "Do. NOT. put. that. in. your. mouth. I'm serious." (yeah, that'll get him.)

You: [walking toward me, holding out object . . . just within my grasp . . . and . . . running in other direction]

Me: "SOOONNNN NOOOOOO! Get back here right now! I said dont put that in your mouth!

.....

Oh Son . . . . why did you put that in your mouth?"

Right Now

What we're dancing to.