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48 Comments on ““Can’t Miss” Attractions At Our House, According To My 15-Month-Old”
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November 21, 2013 at 4:06 am
Hahahaha! I see someone must be walking. It’s amazing the havoc one small person can accomplish in a matter of seconds…I still think children between 1 & 3 are really Ninjas sent to test us. Good Luck : )
November 21, 2013 at 6:31 am
She’s incredibly fast. I may have twins and not realize it. That or she can teleport.
November 21, 2013 at 4:28 am
Holy crap! Is Baby Byronic really a year old already? That just seems wrong somehow. It seems she is a very curious child. That can be a good thing. Keep that outlet covered. I know from experience she won’t think that one is worth it.
November 21, 2013 at 7:55 am
Yeah, I’m thinking we might just go live in the woods until she’s grown up – avoid electricity entirely.
November 21, 2013 at 4:34 am
Just wait until she discovers the funhouse staircase. That comes a little later. I won’t say anything more. I don’t want to spoil the surprises in store for you.
November 21, 2013 at 7:56 am
Our pediatrician’s office has this big, open staircase leading right up to it – no gate, no door, nothing. It’s a weird incongruity.
November 21, 2013 at 9:26 am
I think that’s called passive/aggressive.
December 26, 2013 at 9:49 pm
That’s just survival of the fittest. Why waste medical talent on the weak ones?
November 21, 2013 at 5:20 am
Miss the innocense of chilhood
November 21, 2013 at 6:32 am
Oh, she ACTS all innocent, but I’m on to her.
November 21, 2013 at 5:30 am
This gets me excited all over again for my new little one on the way! Also terrified, but mostly excited. Though Li’lD gravitated toward all things dangerous and circumnavigated all child protection devices, his wonder over things I’d stopped seeing was great reminder to keep really looking. 😀
November 21, 2013 at 7:56 am
I didn’t know that! Congratulations!
November 21, 2013 at 5:37 am
If written from the perspective of your cat, it would be a panel featuring empty boxes, iPhone earbuds, and poisonous plants.
November 21, 2013 at 7:58 am
Oh, she loves those things, too; she prefers computer chargers to earbuds, but she wouldn’t turn them down.
November 21, 2013 at 4:40 pm
Pithy, I’m seriously starting to worry about your cat fancy. I didn’t see this coming.
November 21, 2013 at 5:39 am
And here I was planning a trip to Vegas. But obviously, I can skip THAT boring place. I’m switching itineraries . . . your house here I come!! Can’t wait to get hold of those delicious squeaky toys!!
November 21, 2013 at 7:59 am
We can put the endless brain-fogging thrum of slot-machine jangling and beeping on the stereo if that will help smooth the transition.
November 21, 2013 at 6:03 am
Some of the outlets in our house are upside down or sideways, and I like to think of them as not sad or confused, but Outlets Gone Wild.
November 22, 2013 at 7:23 am
I always feel bad for those outlets’ parents.
November 21, 2013 at 6:04 am
Pot and Pan cabinet = On-demand musical instrument collection
November 22, 2013 at 7:24 am
If she ends up being a drummer I will be able to confidently say, “Yeah, saw that coming.”
November 21, 2013 at 8:06 am
Boy, I can’t wait till I have kids.
November 22, 2013 at 7:25 am
It’s like a constant game of “So You Think You’ve Got A Handle On Things, Eh…”
November 21, 2013 at 9:11 am
They are so cute but the dishwasher soap thing always freaked me out. Now they’re teenagers and I miss just worrying about them writing on the walls with crayons. This is a good one!
November 22, 2013 at 7:26 am
It’s never too late to hand them some crayons and nod toward the wall a couple times. Maybe wink and say, “eh? eh?”
November 21, 2013 at 2:29 pm
Don’t forget the Incredibly Marvelous Bicycle Game, where the goal is to grab a standing bicycle by the chain and bring it crashing down on your own soft head. What could possibly be more fun!?
November 22, 2013 at 7:28 am
Good point. And the best part is it can be played with any number of variances – an end table, a floor lamp, a full garbage can…
November 21, 2013 at 4:04 pm
Enjoy the teleporting while you can – climbing comes next. 🙂
November 22, 2013 at 7:29 am
We’ve had a couple of ominous hints already. Doesn’t look good.
November 22, 2013 at 7:00 pm
Believe me, it won’t be – disconnect all ceiling fans. 🙂
November 21, 2013 at 4:42 pm
Good God, she’s a year old already?! Tip: when she’s potty-trained in a while, make sure she’s not also into finger-painting. Your bathroom will be brown.
November 22, 2013 at 7:29 am
Diaper changing used to be this nice, touching moment together. Now it’s like rodeo. I’m ready for potty training any time she is.
November 21, 2013 at 6:51 pm
I have to laugh because my one yr old is attracted to the same things. If its gross (the toilet) or has even a slight chance of scaring or killing him (wood stove, outlets, tallest thing in the room he can climb) he is alllllllll over it!
November 22, 2013 at 7:30 am
And it’s interesting to discover that, basically, the whole house is one giant death trap.
November 22, 2013 at 7:33 am
Yep! Baby proofing is a joke when it comes to toddler boys. Little monsters!
November 21, 2013 at 9:39 pm
I feel like your daughter is giving you plenty to write about, but takes away all available time.
November 22, 2013 at 7:31 am
I’m really working on being a more negligent dad. Free up some time for video games, blogging, etc.
November 22, 2013 at 4:52 am
And Christmas is coming! All those bright, shiny things hanging around. I can distinctly remember the lovely sound those shiny balls made when they hit the floor — smash and then crunch as I stepped on them. And then giggle. Lots of giggling.
Strangely, I have few ornaments from my childhood …
November 22, 2013 at 7:32 am
We’re really on the fence about decorating this year. We may end up with a Christmas tree on the dining room table.
November 22, 2013 at 8:13 am
Friends hung one from their ceiling forages years. It was quite a conversation piece.
November 29, 2013 at 6:53 am
For about three years our poor Christmas tree would have about a million ornaments piled up top and nothing on the bottom.
November 29, 2013 at 6:59 am
That’s what they look like when you have dogs, too!
November 22, 2013 at 7:55 am
Haha, these illustrations are wonderful! It never seems to fail that a young child will love to play with everything except the toys allotted for him or her. I was a fan of boxes as a kid.
November 22, 2013 at 4:58 pm
When I was a kid, I lived on a farm; every animal became a potential playmate, even the large black angus stud bull in the pasture. Though many animals were huge, I never felt fear, but my parents rewarded me for playing only with the cats, chickens and ducks.
November 23, 2013 at 6:55 am
Cats really are a puzzle because they’re sharp at each corner and so soft and squeezable in the middle.
November 29, 2013 at 6:52 am
Haha! At first I thought it said “Outlet of Misery”. I remember my daughter had a thing for cramming stuff into the slants of our baseboard heaters. Y’know….plastic toys that could melt, my car keys, my eyeglasses etc. Made for real fun mornings. If we couldn’t find something my husband would say, “Did ya check the heaters?”
December 16, 2013 at 1:21 pm
Reblogged this on Good things happen every day! and commented:
I like this post…I guess this is the perspective of children and small animals!
January 10, 2014 at 5:53 pm
Ha Ha Ha! Too funny!