I hope my child looks back on today, and remembers a Mum who had time to play
There will be years for cleaning and cooking, but children grow up when we are not looking
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow, cause babies grow fast, much to our sorrow
So settle down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I'm cuddling my baby, and babies don't keep
(Song for a Fifth Child)

Monday, April 23, 2012

What's yours is mine and...

...What's mine is mine.  June Bug's not really into sharing. Doesn't seem to matter if he's about 10lbs too heavy and a foot two long, all the baby stuff he DIDN'T like as an infant is suddenly fantastic and awesome as a toddler.  It's a charming stage to say the least when I find him lounging in the bouncy chair like it's some sort of beach lounger and he's violently bouncing up and down until he's literally slamming it to the ground.

Another prime example is the tummy time mat.  Little Lady Bug was attempting to get some tummy time in, when June Bug decided to show her how it's done. He was happy to demonstrate on a blanket but she was none to pleased to be face down on a towel. The actual  tummy time mat is now a diaper changing station per June Bug's demanding request. Whatever keeps him from trying to wrap his legs around my arms in some sort of wrestling vice grip to prevent said change means I won't argue.

But that means Lady Bug doesn't get to use the actual  tummy time mat.  I'm avoiding putting my newborn face down where...well I'm sure you can imagine why.














Tummy time on the couch however, 
was a big hit!




2 comments:

  1. Darling, funny blog, as usual!!
    (grandma)

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