Mom Chronicles Day 299

Mom Chronicles Day 299:

When The Boy isn’t walking but proceeds to climb up the ottoman, up the couch, over 247 loads of laundry, over the back of the couch to stare out the window. #adventurous #belay #notyet #startwalkingfirst #itbegins #grabthewine

By leaving stuffed animals on the floor you will cause The Boy to initiate growling phase 3. Phase 3 includes bending over to eye level with the animal in question and really showing that animals who’s boss.

If you think you have a fast baby now, I propose Naked Baby Diaper Races. To win, you and your baby must reach the finish line with you chasing while he laughs madly and crawls away with lightning speed. Contestant babies must be only wearing socks. Mom’s must carry the diaper in question.

Peaches for breakfast end with exploding poopat lunch.

The dishwasher has become the new “It” place for climbers galore. Lounge in the streams of dishwater as Mommy works in the sink above. Just make sure as you are climbing in you don’t bonk. Bonks in the dishwasher can be deadly and lead to falls. #nobonkzone

Snot. Streams of snot. Buckets of snot. Snot that resembles tears in its path down the face. Clear snot. Grey snot. Green snot. Yellow snot. Donut glaze snot. #somuchsnot

We’ve entered the toddler sleeping phase. I woke up this morning with The Boy’s toenails tickling my ear. I think that means now is a good time to track down those clippers...

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