Remembering
Jun. 4th, 2007 06:40 pmSince I am not a child lover, my experience around 2 year olds has been pretty much limited to screaming children kicking me on public transportation or in line at the grocery store/target/etc. While I'm sure that they must have some redeeming qualities or people would be paying more attention to birth control, it had been a long time, if ever since I've seen it.
So, having
keelamonster's Ella was full of surprises for me. And there's been quite a bit of very yummy after taste so to speak. All day I've been remembering as I pass something in my house that now has new meaning.
Betty has a scratch pad that is elevated. Ella recognized it immediately as a perfectly sized slide. She crawled to the top and slid down. Betty, I'm sure, is still scratching her head about that.
I have a bench at the foot of my bed. I use it to sit on to put on my workout shoes. I keep the socks in a little basket there by the shoes under the bench. Ella, who is apparently going through a shoe phase, moved quickly to the sock basket. She picked it up and started sharing. She gave a sock to Betty. She gave a sock to me. She gave a sock to her Mommy. It was a 2007 version of sock it to me. This was before she even got to the bears.
Then she found my little dish where I throw change. I rarely have much in there since when going to the car, I scoop it up and put it into my car cup for drive through finances. But I had forgotten to take it for a while so there were probably 25 coins in there. Oh the joy. Consequently, all day I've been finding nickels and dimes nd pennies in the oddest places around the house.
Oh and last night when I went to bed, I found - laid out very carefully to make a square - on top of the duvet cover, four chop sticks.
She was very very very busy and fun to watch. I'm beginning to think that the screaming kicking versions of two year olds are those with manufacturing defects that people do not want in their homes and that's why I run into them in public.
So, having
Betty has a scratch pad that is elevated. Ella recognized it immediately as a perfectly sized slide. She crawled to the top and slid down. Betty, I'm sure, is still scratching her head about that.
I have a bench at the foot of my bed. I use it to sit on to put on my workout shoes. I keep the socks in a little basket there by the shoes under the bench. Ella, who is apparently going through a shoe phase, moved quickly to the sock basket. She picked it up and started sharing. She gave a sock to Betty. She gave a sock to me. She gave a sock to her Mommy. It was a 2007 version of sock it to me. This was before she even got to the bears.
Then she found my little dish where I throw change. I rarely have much in there since when going to the car, I scoop it up and put it into my car cup for drive through finances. But I had forgotten to take it for a while so there were probably 25 coins in there. Oh the joy. Consequently, all day I've been finding nickels and dimes nd pennies in the oddest places around the house.
Oh and last night when I went to bed, I found - laid out very carefully to make a square - on top of the duvet cover, four chop sticks.
She was very very very busy and fun to watch. I'm beginning to think that the screaming kicking versions of two year olds are those with manufacturing defects that people do not want in their homes and that's why I run into them in public.