Poor Memo. He is adored by Carter. Adored by him. Carter kisses him and hugs him and pets him and says "Momo" about 100 times a day. Everything revolves around "Momo". The dog's dish is "Momo's". A random cat litter box? "Momo's". The neighbor's cat? "Momo".
Apparently Memo is number one around here and would no doubt have more success than mommy at getting Carter to change his diaper or wipe his face.
But Memo has a tail and Carter pulls it. Hard. And then stops, signs "hurt" and goes back to pulling Memo's tail. Memo takes it and comes back for more. Sometimes we hear the scraping of cat's claws across the kitchen floor as poor "Momo" gets dragged around by his tail. One of us races over and says the Momo-mantra: Buddy, you have to be gentle. That hurts Memo. We are nice to our animals".
Carter repeats the mantra, sort of, by petting Momo nicely, giving him a kiss, grabbing his tail, tugging hard, letting go, signing "hurt", and then petting him again and saying "Nigh" (toddler-speak for "nice").
Sometimes we give Memo an extra spoonful of kibble as an apology.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
No no no no no!
Ahhhh, we have entered the terrible two's and only 9 months ahead of schedule! Okay, not really, but a toddler with his very own mind has taken the place of my sweet, sweet baby! He's still sweet and loves to hug, but this new guy can walk and talk and sign so much more that he thinks he can do everything on his own!
No no no no no is our new favorite phrase! Carter, do you want more tofu? No. Do you want to change your diaper? No. Carter, can I wipe your face? No no no no no! And sometimes our little feet stomp when we're really upset. And we've growled at grandma a few times. And the entire family has been at the receiving end of a death stare!
But, the good news is that he's still wonderful and 90 percent of the time he's still my good-natured little monkey.
We have a morning routine that I love. Carter rolls over and says "mama, mama". Yes, Carter? "More more.". More what? Carter signs "nurse". Okay buddy you can nurse. Giggles. "Mama mama." Yes, Carter? Carter signs "helicopter" and looks out the window. Oh buddy, maybe we will see a helicopter later. "Mama mama". Yes, Carter? Carter signs "papa". Papa's right here buddy. "Papa". Giggles. "Mama mama". Yes, buddy? "Momo....." Memo is right here Carter. Giggles.
That is our routine. Every morning before getting out of bed. It never deviates and it never changes. I love it.
No no no no no is our new favorite phrase! Carter, do you want more tofu? No. Do you want to change your diaper? No. Carter, can I wipe your face? No no no no no! And sometimes our little feet stomp when we're really upset. And we've growled at grandma a few times. And the entire family has been at the receiving end of a death stare!
But, the good news is that he's still wonderful and 90 percent of the time he's still my good-natured little monkey.
We have a morning routine that I love. Carter rolls over and says "mama, mama". Yes, Carter? "More more.". More what? Carter signs "nurse". Okay buddy you can nurse. Giggles. "Mama mama." Yes, Carter? Carter signs "helicopter" and looks out the window. Oh buddy, maybe we will see a helicopter later. "Mama mama". Yes, Carter? Carter signs "papa". Papa's right here buddy. "Papa". Giggles. "Mama mama". Yes, buddy? "Momo....." Memo is right here Carter. Giggles.
That is our routine. Every morning before getting out of bed. It never deviates and it never changes. I love it.
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