Saturday, October 2, 2010

I Come By It Honestly

I've been criticized (won't say by who, but I'll give you one guess) lately for the "toys" I give to cub. I can't help that he enjoys playing with spatulas, candy wrappers and plastic bottles.

Well, MorMor came for a visit and you know what she brought for little cub? A tiny little flashlight - that he loved!


Mor Mor also made little cub exercise pretty much every moment that he was awake - even when he was eating, she'd make him lift his own bottle (well, help hold it anyway). He was pooped-out today. He usually takes three - one hour naps, but today (after Mor Mor left) he took a one hour nap, was awake for two hours and then asleep for three and a half hours!!!

I just spent a little time looking at all the pictures I took of cub while MorMor was here and this one absolutely cracked me up (yes, I know he's in the pool again).


1 comment:

  1. That last photo of him in the pool is one of the cutest ever. He looks very cartoon fish-like.

    Well I think whoever it is that is "criticizing" or, as I prefer to think of it, "offering useful suggestions" is right on track. Little Cash can't get up and walk around the kitchen and pull cooking implements out of drawers to play with them. Someone tall has to do that for him. So, the only way he could be given an option to play with potentially lethal kitchen implements is if an "adult" (term used loosely) gives it to him. If all he had to play with were his toys he wouldn't choose to play with garbage, spatulas, and battery operated lighting devices (Cheryl, I am going to have to start keeping an eye on your grandparenting skills because the reports I am getting are a bit alarming. If you aren't careful I will create a page dedicated just to you in our Spreadsheet of Grievances (tm)).

    I would drive over to your house right now and intervene but I am watching The Haunting on TNT which is a silly but strangely riveting movie. If I don't get distracted by anything else I might come over and rescue the poor kid from the certain doom that awaits him if you continue to let him play with dangerous household items. Have you showed him where the can of Drano is yet? What about a chain saw - do you have one he can play with? This is all going on the Spreadsheet of Grievances (tm) that I am keeping for Cash until he old enough to hire a lawyer and get emancipated.

    Now if you don't mind I have a cold beer to drink. Geez, do you think I have nothing better to do than monitor/micromanage your parenting techniques all day?? Try not to do any more lasting damage to your son while I am busy living my own life for a little while.

    This part is for Cash:

    Cash,

    You know I love you and am always here for you. Kodiak says you can come live with us anytime the stress becomes too much for you at your current home and that he will watch over you and keep you safe.

    If you come to stay with us we will give you real toys on and not force you to play with dirty knives, garbage, and whatever else is lying around the floor of your parents house. If you find anything resembling a thin glass tube with a glass bubble on one end you need to get ahold of me immediately because it could be what is known as a "crack pipe". If you find one of those then all hope is lost for your current living situation and I will have to take drastic action. But don;t worry about that now, just keep me informed about the types of garbage your mom gives you to play with and I will make sure that none of it is too deadly.

    Thanks for watching the game with us yesterday. The people at the bar felt really bad about being so loud that they made you cry. But Kodiak was very glad you came over to watch OU wipe the floor with Texas at our house.

    Love

    Aunt Liz (aka: the responsible one)

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