Monday, October 20, 2008

Ah, the tragedy of being 18 months old

Original Post Date: August 29, 2006

At this very moment, I'm babysitting my niece, Emily. It seriously took her a whole hour to realize that her mom and dad were not here. And when she did...boy was it tragic.

We played, we watched TV, I got her to eat the rest of her dinner, we colored, and then I told her it was time to take a bath. Suddenly, she started wandering the house, obviously looking for her mom and dad. When I said "They'll be back soon" she started to cry. I managed to get her into the bath (not until after she peed on the floor, mind you. Ugh!) She wasn't in the bath very long before she started crying again. I barely got her hair washed before I had to haul her out. Oh, well. She bawled while I put her diaper back on and barely calmed down enough for me to put her jammies on. Thank heavens for the binkie. That ended the crying. Binkies are my friend!!!!!!

We watched "10 Things I Hate About You" for a few minutes (a great movie for a toddler, I know!) and then I asked her if she wanted to go to bed. She nodded. I told her to go get a story. She got two. (This girl LOVES her books!) So, I read both to her and she went to bed without a fuss.

Between the peeing on the floor and the eating of only the green Apple Jacks, you'd think I would rethink my desire to be a mommy. Are you kidding me? I still can't wait!!!!!

10 points and a cookie for Auntie Angela!!!!!!!!

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