Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Zippity Doo Da

I started to write my blog on my daughter’s full-fledged public temper tantrum when I picked Eli up at preschool today. Then, it occurred to me that I’ve blogged about that numerous times, so I might want to give my readers a break.

Having said that, you should all take a moment to admire my ability to smile and greet others pleasantly while there was a 20-pound monster kicking the sh*t out of my stomach and trying desperately to head butt me. Just another day in mommyland.

Eli, on the other hand, who never seems to listen to me, seems to pick 1 out of every 100 things I say, and repeat it incessantly. At Christmas time, after I had cooked so much, I could have sworn that my coat smelled like onions. Since I said that (for the last month), every time I put Eli's coat on him, I hear, “I don’t WANT to wear THIS coat! It smells like onions!”

Is he just trying to drive me crazy?

Anyway, now for my semi-wordless Wednesday post. It’s going to take me some time to actually get to ‘wordless’. That’s just not a concept that comes easily to me.


Sadie said...


How do you make it sound like so much fun?

Desert Songbird said...

Oh, man, I so don't miss the head butting days.

Now, however, my son loves to "stealth attack hug" me.

scribbit said...

Head butting? Like a WWF Smackdown over there.