Benefits of Having a Child

At this age, you can get her to do (sometimes, when she is in a good mood, and the stars are aligned just right) whatever you want:

  • share Gold Fishes
  • Shake her bowl-haircut head on cue
  • Hug her Frankie Doll
  • The other day, her father actually asked her to hug the corner of our bed, and she did.  Really bizarre!
  • Still refuses to give High Fives in the car
  • Dressing her up in what you want (and sometimes even keeping the pigtails in her hair)
  • Having her show me her nose, and then sticking her finger up her nose for added comic relief
  • Blow kisses
  • Grabbing EVERY single glass made of glass from the coffee table and handing it to me.  Very dangerous, but she’s just trying to help.
  • Tickling her and getting her to tickle her daddy
  • Having her repeat what you say (this will turn really bad pretty soon)
  • Putting dirty dishes in the dishwasher (only the spatulas and spoons, no knives or plates yet)
  • Asking her to get me her bowl to add fishes, grapes, cheerios in it.  But still looking a little confused at what I am asking when she opens her kitchen cupboard to get it.
  • Watering the plants using her baby watering can (granted the rain today didn’t help with this)
  • Making her run around the house for no reason
  • Showing me her belly button, or showing her my belly button, putting her entire finger in her her/my belly button, and laughing hysterically at this.

She can be hours of entertainment. If only the good moods would last FOREVER.

Oh yeah, and this morning I received My Toddler This Week email from  BabyCenter email. And in it, the following:

Is your child a little ray of sunshine at daycare but a thundercloud when you show up on the scene? Try not to get upset by these end-of-day meltdowns. They’re signs of true love: Your toddler knows that it’s safe to let out all of his pent-up feelings around you.

And there you have it!

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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