Thursday, July 13, 2006
Tragedy!
Don't worry, not a real one.
Cary and I were out for a walk today, and I had a Netflix I was going to mail. Oh, I should mention, I had her in a wrap, similar to this:
Don't worry, not a real one.
Cary and I were out for a walk today, and I had a Netflix I was going to mail. Oh, I should mention, I had her in a wrap, similar to this:
Anyway, she grabbed the envelope, and started chewing on it. I let her, for a while. But then we got to the mailbox. Oh, the horror! I had to take the Netflix away. The screaming, the crying, the tears! Very, very sad.
This separation anxiety is becoming more common. I have to be very careful to have something ready to swap out when I take something away. Hard to beleive that this little baby who used to not notice her toys, or not really care about them, suddenly feels that they are the most fascinating things in the universe!
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Ya, yer gettin closer to those toddler years, time to have another?? Ha ha.
Hooo I remember it well the terrible 2's started at 15 mos. at our house! I just adore the first year of life, cept maybe the first 2 mos. where they are so tiny. The toddler years are cute but way too much work.
5 and up is best, I say. I gets better and worse and better. I have teens and so far so good, tho. we do have DAYS.
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Hooo I remember it well the terrible 2's started at 15 mos. at our house! I just adore the first year of life, cept maybe the first 2 mos. where they are so tiny. The toddler years are cute but way too much work.
5 and up is best, I say. I gets better and worse and better. I have teens and so far so good, tho. we do have DAYS.
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