This is so true….
The Toddler’s Creed
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared.
If it is high, it must be reached.
If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.
If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.
If it has leaves, they must be picked.
If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.
If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.
If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.
If it is closed, it must be opened.
If it does not open, it must be screamed at.
If it has drawers, they must be rifled.
If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.
If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.
If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.
If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.
If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest.
It must be pushed by me instead.
If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.
If Mommy’s hands are full, I must be carried.
If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.
If it is paper, it must be torn.
If it has buttons, they must be pressed.
If the volume is low, it must go high.
If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.
If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.
If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.
If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.
If it is a phone, I must talk to it.
If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.
If it doesn’t stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.
If it is not food, it must be tasted.
If it is food, it must not be tasted.
If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.
If it is a carseat, it must be protested with an arched back.
If it is Mommy (or Daddy), it must be hugged.
I am toddler!
I came across this blog when reading a message board…OMG, its so funny.
Ian and I spent a nice day together while Daddy was out enjoying the first Bills game of the season (they lost…boo!).
Ian and I started the day off with a breakfast run to Tim Horton’s. Afterward, we went to see Grammy and Papaw Jones and hang out for a good part of the day. We were super productive and ran lots of errands. I finally got Ian’s 18mo picture picked up and extra prints ordered. It was nearly as much of a fiasco as the original vomity-visit…ALMOST. After our errands, we had a quick lunch and then Ian went down for a late nap.
Despite being really tired and starting late, Ian woke up an hour into his nap. I went in and got him out of his crib and layed down on the bed with him. He went right back to sleep on me and we took a nice nap together. I loved holding him while he slept and really hated to wake him up. Its been a long time since we’ve snuggled like that and I hated for it to end.
After the nap we visited for just a little while longer then went home to see Daddy.
I think today was one of the best Ian and Momma day’s that we’ve had in a long time. Love you baby boy!
We got Ian up Thursday morning and he was covered in a rash from head to toe. We had his 18mo well child visit scheduled on Friday so when we called them about his rash, they said they’d do his check up then….Ian’s rash seems to have been caused by the fever and vomiting that he had earlier in the week. The doctor and nurse felt it was a reaction to the virus that he had and it would go away on its own. (UPDATE: it did go away on its own!)
Ian got measured for height at 35inches (over the 95th percentile) and was taken out to the scale in the hallway to measure his weight. He started to throw a fit because he didn’t want to stand on the regular scale so he had to go on the baby scale. He weighed in at 25lbs 2oz (under the 50th percentile).
The fit he threw in the hallway continued on back in the examining room and for the duration of the visit. He did not, under any circumstances, want to be in the examining room and wasn’t afraid to let the world know it. It was pretty convenient because they were a little backed up and we had to sit in the examining room for a good 20mins waiting for the doctor to see us. All the while, major temper tantrum is going on. We’re talking red-faced fury, surf-board body, I’m mad as hell temper tantrum.
Needless to say, it was a really fun office visit. 🙂
My name is…Ian Michael
Mommy and Daddy’s special name for me: Punkin pants, Tinkerton James, Bubby, Faker Faker Punkin Baker
My age: 18 months
My height: 35 inches (>95th percentile)
My weight: 25 pounds, 2 ounces (<50th percentile)
My biggest accomplishments this year: Learning to count – so far I can count to 6!
When I grow up, I want to be…a football player: I love hiking things through my legs!
My favorite foods are: juice, cheese, corn on the cob, carrots, tomatoes, hotdogs, pasta (I call it “rooni”), Goldfish crackers
I don’t like to eat…cottage cheese, yuck!
My favorite toys are: cars, phones, and books!
My favorite “toys” of Mommy and Daddy’s are: anything in Mommy’s make-up case, toothbrushes, remote controlls, anything related to the computer and cordless phones!
My favorite books are: “Good Night Moon” and any book that has pictures of trucks!
My favorite things to do outside are: take walks, push my wagon and stroller, play in the sandbox, go to the park, and splash in the pool.
My favorite things to do inside are: play with my toys, explore the kitchen cabinets, and watch tv (“tee-tee”).
My favorite things to do with Daddy: play baseball on the computer, wrestle him while I take a bath, and play cars!
My favorite things to do with Mommy: help Mommy put on make-up in the morning, read books, and swing at the park.
My vocabulary includes: Momma, Dada, Papaw, Nick, bottle, juice, cheese, tomato, hotdog, Hi, Hey, Oh-no, Wow, Whoa, Bye, Bye-Bye, plane, walk, go, boat, water, truck, ball, car, dump truck, night-night, baby, and the list goes on and on. I also make a lot of animal sounds: meow, moo, bark, quack, roar, whiney, and ribbit!
I like to “help” Mommy around the house by…getting all my toys out at once!
When we travel I like to go…visit Indiana relatives and Aunt Courtney and Uncle Jonathan.
My favorite music to listen to on our road trips (or any other time in the car) is…my Disney cd! I can listen to that CDs over and over and OVER again!
Right now I’m learning how to… feed myself with utensils, put things down without throwing them, and hear the word “no” without having a tantrum. Pretty hard stuff to do!
I get very happy and excited when…Mommy & Daddy come home from work each night, Mommy or Daddy comes to get me out of my crib first thing in my morning, snuggling with my blankets, drinking juice, and playing with Papaw.
I get mad when…Mommy & Daddy say “no”, I can’t play with brushes, I have “toys” taken away from me, and when I have to wait too long for food.
I get scared when…I hear unexpectedly loud noises and I have bad dreams.
The best part about being a year and a half old is…playing with great toys and learning new things everyday!
During the next year I hope to…learn more names (like Grammy???), talk in sentences, meet my first cousin, master running, feed myself with utensils, pose for a lot of cute pictures for Mommy, and have LOTS of fun being a “big boy!”