Are third children always spoilt? Or is it last children? I don’t know if it’s because the first 2 wear us out so much that we kinda give up, or that the older 2 are there to “baby” the baby as well as do his chores, or what, but man, is this guy ever spoilt!
After my 2nd child, pretty much everyone could have sworn that I was off pregnancies, or at least I know they hoped I was… But I believe that I really needed to have this kid, he certainly is my little guy!
— notice the way he lifts like he’s getting increasingly tired by the heaviness!!
My not-so-much-a-baby-anymore is 3! We hung out all morning, going to many different types of shops – grocery, fruit place, Indian store, West Indian store – I like to celebrate in a big way like that! His favorite thing to say is “Aka!”, as in, “you bought me ice-cream? Aka!” It means, wow, I think, or great, or great mixed with some wonder and excitement.
Anyway, I have a slight shoveling problem – I stopped doing it – shoveling is so totally overrated, no? Today, it occurred to me that I may have a bit of a snow issue happening outside the house, so I looked at all the other houses, trying to find one that looked like mine. Sigh. Nope, just me. I was the only one with a mountain of ice forming outside the door because the icicles on the roof were melting and fusing with the snow on the ground. I was the only one whose car kept sliding on the driveway because the layer of snow and ice was so very thick. Sadly for me, I attempted to rectify the situation by shoveling now. I don’t think I need to tell you how that went, do I? Yes, the place is still a complete mess.
Aka!
And for those of you wondering what happened to the nice guy that would shovel the snow, well, apparently the last dish I made earned me a 6, yes s.i.x., and I said to him that I didn’t care, and he said that he was never going to rate my dishes again, and then he said that I had “changed”, and I feel like maybe because I don’t really feed him anymore, he may be on strike or something along those lines. Or, possibly, everyone is just so completely fed-up and tired of the never-ending snow!
My dear sweet baby,
Wow, you’re 2 already, and you still can’t talk! That’s ok though, because although “uhh” and “ahh” can be annoying, I am sure it’s less so that you saying “mommy” a million times for the day, not that I don’t want to hear the word “mommy” come out of your precious little mouth, but, you know, I can wait, however, I am glad that you did learn to walk at least!
I think everyone knows that I would love to have a daughter, but you know what, I love saying that I have 3 boys, it makes me feel all special, so thank you for that.
I will admit that you do have a strong affinity towards your father, but you still are my favorite most times, like when we’re home alone together, cuddled on the couch watching your “shuwss”, or when you follow me around in the kitchen dragging your little taggoo and then we have to exchange some words on the inappropriateness of taggoo being on the kitchen floor, or when I have to take you for a nap and you lay your head right next to mine with a little grin on your face! You know we have our special bond!
You know that you’ll always be the baby, you spoilt little kid, and that your brothers completely adore you, and you them, it’s wonderful to see them take care of you like you were their, ummm, pet or something! I am sure you enjoy being the center of attention, I wonder, do you get that from your mom?
I love you my sweet baby!
My husband took the kids to see The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything yesterday, and while he was trying to get them dressed, I was trying to keep the baby busy… and usually I like to harass him to kiss me, which he rarely ever does! Usually, I will just grab him and force him to endure a few minutes of my “affection”!
Now, the thing with “the baby” is that he’s almost 2 years old and he STILL does not talk! I mean, he can talk, but he’ll whisper like one word at a time, or say “uhhh uhhh”, he seems to be super shy! Anyways, I have the flu, yes, AGAIN, so I sound weird-ish, although I am told that I sound weird even when I am not congested, so…
And, yes, I did tell my 2 year old that he sucks.
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