My child became a ham over the weekend. I don't know how it happened, but she is now a goofy performer of the first rank, and the Husband and I will pretty soon have to rig up one of those giant canes to pull her off the stage with. I'm pretty sure.
It all started with a joke. This joke was so typically Maeve, it was right on the money. All she did was put a necklace on her foot, and start swaying it around, giggling uncontrollably. How silly can you get? A foot playing dress-up! The Husband and I were in stitches.
Pretty soon she starts making cute faces at me. Sort of an "Aren't I adorable?" look, but with her nose all scrunched up - probably the look I give her when I think she's being cute, I wouldn't be surprised. Throw in a head tilt, and now my kid just turns and looks at me like that a couple of times a day. Not to get out of of trouble or distract me from something she's about to do, just to be cute, just to see me react. What a ham!
She has also taken to randomly pulling up her shirt, showing me her tummy, and laughing. It's like, "I have a tummy, how funny is that?" And we laugh right along, because tummies are inherently funny, at least in toddler parlance. Having a tummy is like having toes, they're so silly, how did you get lucky enough to carry them around with you everywhere? I mean, just wait till she discovers farts, then it'll be all over.
It's nice to have a few more laughs in my day alongside the "No no no no" and the "uh oh". This must be the lighter side of having a toddler.
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james came over and t was sitting next to him. we were talking about potty training and he said "oh, i forgot girls don't poo or pass gas". we laughed and t looked at him and said "HEY! i poo and fart" and burst out laughing. no modesty here and all bodily function are equally hilarious ;)
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