Why does my daughter always …
- Poop her diaper the second after I change her into a fresh one.
- Take short naps when I need to get something done, and long naps when I need to get out the door.
- Spit her pacifier onto the floor every time we’re in a public restroom.
- Hide food in her neck folds, and somehow, also in her diaper.
- Try to touch my brain (via my nostrils) whenever I hold her.
- Get a head cold, followed by an ear infection, followed by a diaper rash. Rinse and repeat. And repeat. And repeat.
- Insist on unfolding the laundry as soon as I’ve folded it.
- Bee-line for the kitties’ water dish as soon as I put her down on the floor.
- Cry from exhaustion, but then do metaphorical (or sometimes actual) cartwheels when I try to put her down for a nap.
And why does my son always…
- Refuse to fall asleep in the car until we’re 5 minutes away from our final destination.
- Magically identify and extract new vegetables from his meal.
- Ignore a toy all day, but need to play with it immediately if baby sister shows any interest in it.
- Refuse to wear a jacket or use a blanket, no matter how cold it is.
- Try to choke me out when hugging me from behind.
- Drink bath water by the gallons.
- Confess his hiding place when playing hide-and-seek.
- Have a growth spurt right after I drop a fortune on new clothes.
- Talk about his penis to strangers.
- Squeeze the full juice box before he puts the straw in his mouth.
Why do blowouts come in threes?
Why do the Terrible Twos start at 18 Months? And when oh when do they end?
Why does it hurt like a mofo to step on a Hotwheels car?
And how is it possible that in spite of everything, my kids melt my heart over and over again, every single day?
Until next time,