Monday, August 24, 2009

Ta Da! My first post to this blog from my cell phone! :-)

I figured this was the perfect introduction to my blog. I know some of us are addicted to our kids, but it's just VERY possible that sometimes our kids are addicted to us, too! Either way, we're happily addicted! I thought as my son got older (He's now officially OVER 2 years old!) he would get tired of hanging out on my back while I was doing chores around the house. Guess not. :-S The other day I just couldn't get anything done, and there was a LOT that needed done! Too many things at once and Daddy was dealing with big brother elsewhere so no help for Mom! No matter what room I was in or what I did, Brandon followed me everywhere, hitting me in the butt (a favorite pasttime), holding his arms up for me to pick him up so he could see, trying to drag chairs up to counters and "help" (his version of help... not my version). Finally he started making these gestures and I was trying to figure out what he wanted... "You hungry??? Thirsty? Want a drink? Chips? Chocolate? Gotta poop? Want a movie? Anything besides ME?!" Nope to all of it. Finally he walks around me and points at my back and grunts, then walks in front of me and backs up to me... the way he has to stand if I'm going to throw him over my shoulder in a piggy-back. "You want a piggy-back???? NOW??" You gotta be kidding. His answer. "UH HUH!!!" He was so proud that he conveyed what he wanted. Me, on the other hand... ugh. I gotta carry you around while I'm doing laundry and dishes and you really think you're gonna STAY there? Whatever. So I got out the carrier, half-doubting it would work at this point... sounds horrible doesn't it? Doubting my own carrier? LOL Well, as you can see from the picture, he was happily playing with one of his cars that I picked up while cleaning the living room, and driving it through my hair while I did the dishes. He stayed like that for a good half hour I'd say before he finally decided that Mommy's cleaning wasn't as fun as "Madagascar" on TV anymore. So at that point he pointed to the TV and I was only too happy to let him have 'movie time' for a while until the laundry was folded. LOL It was only a half hour out of the day, but I'll take a fuss-free half hour of cleaning to 2 hours of fussy cleaning ANY day. But beware... toy cars LOVE driving in hair. :-)


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