Me? In a bad mood? I don't think so!

According to mami, I have been "in a mood" lately.

According to me, I'm fine thank you very much. Either way, we definately have not been seeing eye to eye.

See, I just can't get mami to leave me alone! Why won't she just let me do what I want? I mean, come on, can't I get a break?!

I yell and kick and scream, but mami just looks at me and lets out a big SIGH. If papi is around, they will look at each other and then watch me yell even more. I even throw myself on the floor and cry really loud, but mami just ignores me.

"Why don't you have your milk?"  "NOOOOOOOOOOO" I yell at her and throw the bottle on the floor.

"Get in the buggy" says mami, "ARRRRRRRRR" I growl back and she has to wrestle me into the seat.

It wouldn't have to be this way you know. I just need her to understand that I want to do things MY WAY!

I can dress myself. I can brush my own teeth. I want to sleep in the big bed. I want to walk anywhere you can walk. I want my dummy with me at all times. I'm tired of the special dinners you make me, just give me what you eat! I don't like to have my hair washed. I want to eat toilet paper. I want to stand on top of the DVD player. I want to put my fingers in the sockets. I want to put my toys in the fireplace. I want to pick my nose and eat it.

There I said it mami! Hope you get my message and let me do things on my own, after all I'm a big boy!

If not, I may just have to kick, scream, cry and yell.

P.S. I did hear mami call me her "sweet boy" so I know its going to be okay! Today was a good day, I didn't scream as much and I even kissed her! Now, I can't promise anything for tomorrow...

Have I got news for you!

Before going to bed tonight, I peeked at mami’s latest twitter posting and found out she feels more tired after spending a day with me than when she goes to work! (@patygalilea, @positivedivorce, @activekiddies and @activemarketing all agree so this post is for them as well!) And as if that wasn’t enough, she said work for her was a much needed break. Well, this may come as a surprise to you mummies but the feeling is mutual!

I speak for all Little One’s out there. We too need a break from being at home all day. I enjoy going to nursery to get away from the constant nagging, but I am also the first one to run to mami when she picks me up!

Below are some of mami’s complaints and my solutions to making her life easier:

She is constantly running after me! – She would be less tired if she just let me be. I just want to be free to chew on the corner of the table, pick up lint, open cupboards and taste everything I can get my hands on. Is that too much to ask?

She says feeding me is very messy – Oh loosen up! Truth is, I love food! As a matter of fact I am sort of a "toddler foodie". I don’t just eat food, I experience food; I enjoy squeezing the mashed potatoes through my hands, rubbing tuna fish on my checks, and gently massaging soft noodles through my hair. It's liberating. Try it!

She tells daddy that dressing me is a mini-wrestling match – oh it sure is! You should see her trying to catch me so that she can get me dressed. Eventually I settle down, but once she gives me that trusting smile and says “good boy” I quickly do the twist, kick and drop move I have mastered and in a flash I'm out of the room. It wouldn’t have to be this way if she’d just let me hang out in my jammies all day.

She says I poop too much – I do, so what? I always get the urge right before going out. You should see her face! At first she looks puzzled, and then she picks me up and sniffs my bottom. After realising its a poopie, she rolls her eyes back, lets out a loud sigh, drops her bag and keys to the floor and calls me into the room. Sorry! When you gotta go, you gotta go!

My crying wears her out – excuuuuuuse me! If only you understood what I was saying the first time around I wouldn’t have to resort to extreme measures. We both speak the same language (two as a matter of fact) and I understand almost everything she says, so why are we having communication problems? I can’t wait until she learns more words – it’s getting ridiculous now.

Well, I’m going to leave it there but I could go on. However, this in NO way means I love mami any less!

So mummies, next time you are tired, and “need a break” why not just give us a break and make life simpler. Help us, help you!

So, who’s tired now?

P.S. – That's me in my jammies (refer to 3rd point)

Speak softly and carry a big stick

Speak softly and carry a big stick 

(US President Teddy Roosevelt)

Yep, that's exactly what I did!

There I am running away from mummy and daddy after I found the biggest stick ever! They got a good laugh out of seeing me run around - but later mummy was afraid to come near me, so she sent daddy to get me when it was time to go home.

I could see daddy approaching with caution, so I scared him a bit and waved the stick around. He jumped back and I just laughed out loud and ran off. Sadly though, daddy caught up to me and before I knew it, he had the stick in his hand. I let him know he couldn't just sneak up on me, but when he put me on his shoulders I thought I may as well make amends. Besides, it was dinner time and I was hungry!

Eventually mummy motioned to daddy to get rid of the stick. As if I didn't notice that one, but I pretended not to see just so mummy didn't feel bad.

I admit, I gave them a bit of a hard time - but I think they secretly love it!

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