Little picker

Ever since I discovered I have holes in my nose, the fun hasn't stopped. I mean, I can stick my fingers in my nose any time any place.

When I'm watching TV, in bed, in the bath, in my buggy, at my Christmas concert (the songs weren't that great anyway) and for our Christmas photo at our friend's house.

Mami and papi make a weird face every time I put my finger up there and are always moving my hand away. I don't know what the big deal is. And yes, sometimes I eat what I find, there is a lot in there!

But what really makes me scream is when mami takes a tissue and wipes my nose. I mean, COME ON! She comes out of nowhere, then pinches my nose and it hurts.

I have become smart to all this and started wiping my own nose when I see her approaching. At least then I buy some time and can get away quicker.

I don't know what the big deal is. Everyone acts like they don't pick their nose, yeah right.

I really hope that one of mami's resolutions for the New Year is to loosen up. I could use a little freedom; I'm almost 2 you know.

Going cold turkey

Mami and papi have tried several times to take my tete or dummy away. But I aways manage to get it back or I find another one under the sofa.

Last time, they promised it was the "last one" but then another one turned up.

I think mami lost my tete yesterday.  I still can't say for sure if she did it on purpose or not, but I think not.

Papi had a little look of panic on his face when he realised it was missing and mami just said "Sorry. I must have dropped it"

Bed time was not so bad I suppose. I had my milk and I was really tired from playing at nursery all day so I just dropped off to sleep.

Mami and papi thought they had gotten away scott free, but then, I woke up very late at night wanting my tete!

And I wasn't subtle about it. Oh no! I screamed, and cried, and kicked and tried to bite my blanket, and even tried to bite mami. I threw myself on the floor and bit at the carpet.

I was desperate for my tete and mami didn't know what to do. I walked mami to the kitchen in the dark and said "tete" but she still didn't give it to me.

That's when I realised, she really must have lost it. She tried singing, dancing, watching TV, massaging my back, but nothing worked, I just wanted my tete!

I think papi got upset and said "how could you have lost it?"

Uh oh! Even in the dark I could tell that was not the thing to say to mami.

Eventually I got too tired to keep crying and I snuggled up to mami in her bed. But don't think its over though, I still want my tete, but I just had to get some sleep.

So here's a little note to mami and papi:

I don't know what game you are tyring to play, but I don't want to play anymore. Its not fun.

If you want to sleep tonight, there will be a tete somewhere in the house. Otherwise I will ask Santa for some.

I love you very much but I WANT MY TETE!

Gracias,

Sweet 16's

Since leaving the waters and coming home 16 months ago I have spent all of that time discovering my new life. It has been nothing less than adventurous, and each day the world around me is becoming more and more clear.

None of this would have been possible without mami and daddy's love and milk, of course! Thankfully they have given me the freedom to explore a little bit more each day - even if it meant getting hand, foot and mouth disease, falling off the bed, and chipping a tooth!

Today on the 16th of May I have put together the 16 discoveries I have made in the past 16 months.

Here they are - in no particular order:

1. I'm not British! This one confused me also. Turns out I'm half Chilean, half American but I was born here in the UK. Oh, and I also speak Spanish; ¡es verdad!
2. My smile is my secret weapon. No matter how upset I've made mami, I just smile at her and its all forgotten.
3. Mami and daddy are not morning people - In fact, I have to wake them up every day.
4. Daddy pretends not to smell my poopy nappy and leaves it for mami to change.
5. Best defence is to have teeth! I can chew more and mami is not as quick to stick her fingers in my mouth.
6. Speaking of teeth, teething bites! Nothing more painful than that.
7. Some mornings mami is just too tired and we stay in our jammies into the afternoon - then tells daddy we've been out all day!
8. When mami is really tired, she tells daddy she's given me a bath - when she's only used a wet cloth.
9. When daddy is not around, mami voluntarily gives me the remote.
10. Lint is yummy, so are ladybugs and other random pickings off the ground.
11. Sometimes when we are out and mami gets hungry she eats my rice crackers and takes half of my banana.
12. I can nearly outrun mami and daddy, mostly because she has to stop tweeting and put down her blackberry.
13. I can climb on top of the coffee table and slide off on the other side - this one really makes mami nervous and daddy laugh.
14. Mami lets me chew on daddy's blackberry, but when I'm about to get a little taste of hers, she quickly takes it away!
15. Books are an excellent source of fiber.
16. The bit between my legs is my willy! I discovered it in the bath. Mami was serious at first, but then smiled and said "Yes, Little M, you are a boy."

So there you have it - I'm a boy, I love lint and I poo way too much - its been a fantastic 16 months!

What have you discovered in the past 16 months?

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)