Today while Superkid and I were playing “pretending” he was a dog that wanted to be walked. He handed me his leash, but I was lazy and didn’t want to run around. I told him that Little Mouse would walk him.
Let me just stop to clarify who Little Mouse is. He is Superkid’s imaginary friend. He used to carry him around everywhere and was SO careful with him. He was bout 3 or 4 inches high and could jump good (because my BIL’s tried many times to squish him…)
Well, Superkid looked at me and then looked at Little Mouse and GOBBLED HIM UP! I’m serious! He ATE his imaginary friend! I was shocked and said in disbelief, “You ATE Little Mouse?!” and he said, “Who’s Little Mouse?”
My little boy is growing up! It was a funny little incident (I will admit it), but it still leaves me feeling a little sad…As my Mom would say…Time to have another one!! ;o)
I want to start out by saying that I’m completely mortified by this post! I can’t believe that it actually happened and feel TERRIBLE. That being said, I am sure that it has happened to others…so I’m going to post it anyways.
I am watching a little girl and her brother a few days a week. It has been fun. She has just turned 12 months old. I spotted her walking down the hallway the other day and she had a chocolate in her hand. “How did she get into chocolate?” I thought, trying to think of all the possibilities. As I get closer, I realize that its not chocolate, but poop! A big handful full. Upon further investigation, she had that big handful, some on her other hand and some around her mouth (YUCK!!!!!) Cookie has been really wonderful at using the bathroom lately, but not so wonderful at flushing or telling me that she has gone. She had done her “thing” and left the door open. There was a big mess in the bathroom and of course poor Baby! We got her all cleaned up and I decided that it probably wasn’t a great idea to tell her mom about our little excitement. When mom came to pick her up what was the first thing that Superkid says? “Baby ate poop today!” ….Good luck trying to keep a secret around here with a very observant and inquisitive 4 year old Superkid around!!
Today at lunch, super kid was having a little tantrum. He wanted to drink Kool-aid, which I didn’t want to make. I offered him other options, but they weren’t satisfactory. After about 5 minutes of him whining and crying, I finally said “Water or nothing.” After that there was a loud scream and a fit (of course). He stopped and I though, “Good, he has given it up and will have water to drink.”
He looked at me through tear-filled eyes and said “I want Nice Mommy to come back!” and being the Mean Mommy, I just looked at him and tried not to laugh.
Spaz. That is his name. It has totally fit him since the day we brought him home. I found him at a garage sale. Cookie fell in LOVE and so I gave in to her cute little request. (I had wanted a cat for a while though…)
So what does he do that is OCD? Well, …If his litter box is too messy for his liking then he will follow me around and MEOW until I clean it…(which I do everyday anyways, but sometimes he just wants it CLEAN!)
He will not drink the tap water. Its softened and everything. He wants the reverse osmosis water. The stuff that I drink. For goodness sakes…(I want to yell at him) YOU ARE A CAT! C-A-T…understand??!!
He will refuse to drink the water I give him and just meow until I give him the good stuff…
He wipes his feet. Okay, so he gets out of the litter box and shakes his feet off. One shake in the box, one good shake out of the box. Now, he has to go and wipe his feet off on the side of the laundry basket (because his box is in the laundry room). He wipes until he is satisfied that his paws are clean enough.
Crazy, spastic cat. But he is sure loving to the kids and puts up with a lot of tormenting! And despite this apparent OCD thing he has going on, I still like him a little bit…occasionally….;o)
Superkid wants to play the computer so when he asked this morning he said “Mom can I play computer…with a cherry on top of the whipped cream…on the top of a pretty please?” Too cute!
We had a very enjoyable Thanksgiving here in Arizona…no snow, no family, but otherwise it was nice. I tried a Tofu Pumpkin Pie that did not go over so well but everything else turned out great! I’m going to try to redeem myself by making another pumpkin pie later today (hopefully).
I just wanted to quickly list some of the things I’m thankful for this year: Family Good friends Our New House Our health The Gospel Telephones (so we can keep in touch with our friends and family) Computer/internet (same reason as above) My felt business My website, Time4Felt.com My kids My great Husband, I wouldn’t get anything done without his love and support
I could go on and on, but I think I will spare you having to read it.
Enjoy your Holiday Season, it will be over far too soon!
Old McDonald had a farm, EIEIO, and on his farm he had a cow, EIEEO. With a moo, moo here and a moo, moo there, here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moo, moo. Old McDonald had a farm, BINGO…and Bingo was his name-O.
Hey all! I tried my hand at writing a bedtime story and someone actually liked it! It is online at Being Mommy.com and I would love for you to check it out and let me know what you think! I am not a professional by any means, but hey, not bad for my first!! It is called “The Box”.
Well, Superkid told me how food gets eaten yesterday. First, you put it in your mouth and then you swallow it down the good pipe, not the bad one, but the good pipe. The good pipe. Then it goes down and there is a mixer. Like the one in the kitchen. (Kitchen-aid) That mixes-mixes-mixes it up. Like your mixer, the one in the kitchen. And then its poop. Good to know!
Cookie had an accident the other day. She has been doing great with potty training with only the occasional accident. This time she was being watched by a friend and missed. Fortunately the friend was prepared and had a princess pull-up and extra pair of shorts we could borrow. Well this has been 5 almost 6 days now and Cookie WILL NOT soil the princess pull-up. Its not that I want her too, but she has awakened 5 nights dry! Simply because she doesn’t want to get the princess’s dirty! I think I will be investing in a few of these…!! 5 nights with 1 pull-up…That I can afford!
“Where do babies come from?” inquires Superkid. Like a bomb it cuts through the silence of the moment I was quietly enjoying in my rocking chair. Um…I stutter, completely shocked that my 4 year old is asking me this. “From mommies tummies. Remember when Mommy had a big tummy and then I went to the hospital and we got to bring Tater home?” Thinking this explanation will satisfy his hunger for knowledge… “But how do the babies get into the tummy?” He says persistently. Here it is…the Birds and the Bees talk…to my 4 year old! “A mommy has an egg and a daddy has a sperm and when the egg and the sperm go together then a baby is made. Then it grows in the mom’s tummy bigger and bigger until they go to the hospital and have a baby.” (Trying my best to stay calm…and not turn bright red like my dad always does when this subject is brought up…love you daddy! ;o) ) “Oh.” (yeah! We have answered the question to his satisfaction!) “Mom? Can I see your egg?” It took every single fiber of strength I had in me to not burst into laughter! “The eggs are really, really small and you can’t see them with your eyes” I stammer. “…Okay, see you later mom.” And he runs off to play….