Norah has been tagged by Baby Bug of Island Life to complete her very first meme--"8 Random Things About My Life". She may be a week shy of two years old, but Norah's a bit chatty--I'm sure it'll be hard for her to limit herself to 8.
My mommy says my mission is to find 8 things about myself to share with you. Since I always do what my mommy says, "Let the mission, begin!" (That's "Little Einsteins" humor for those of you who failed to recognize it)
1. Upon my promotion to "Big Sister", I decided I'm much too grown up to continue referring to my mother as "Mommy". I immediately began calling her "Mom" the first time I saw her after Eli was born. Mom didn't take too keenly to this new moniker, so after a few days of her relentless pleading, I've compromised and have since been referring to her as "Momma". (But occasionally I forget my age and regress back to calling her Mommy...I think these brief mental lapses make her a little bit happy.)
2. My typical lunch consists of a half turkey (or roast beef if Mom's feeling a little dangerous) and Miracle Whip sandwich with colby jack cheese, 3 slices of apple, and Cheetos...if I eat everything else first. If I bat my eyes and say "Pleeeaaase" I can sometimes even score a cookie for dessert!
4. My mommy thinks I don't know how to count because I often choose to omit the number 3 from my counting sequence. Did she ever consider the possibility that I might have an aversion to this particular number because she and daddy occasionally count to three when I am headed for a spanking? I mean, would you like a number that always resulted in a beating? And for the record, I can count to eleven (and I do, at times, include 3, just to humor my parents).
5. Naps are for babies. I wish I could convince my mom of this, but she keeps insisting I take one every day.
6. I don't understand why if it's so important to share, that I can't borrow Eli's paci. He never uses it, and it's so clean and new...and blue. I'm happy to share all my toys with him, so what's the big deal?
7. One of the biggest highlights of my day is checking the mail. I love going out to the mailbox with my mom, and she lifts me up and lets me open the box all by myself. I even get to carry the mail inside and help her open it. Best of all, she lets me throw all the junk mail away for her!
8. I am the queen of 2-year-old (well, soon to be, anyway) stall tactics. If we're headed to Bible Class, I just fake out my folks by telling them I need to "Go Potty!" (This technique also works great if I happen to get caught out of my bed after lights-out) I can also prolong the "going to bed" process by making puppy dog eyes and saying, "Snuggle, Daddy?" (or Mommy, dependent on who's night it is to have the pleasure of putting me to bed). That gets 'em to stay at least 5 more minutes, every time!
Well, that was easy enough. Now it's time to tag some of my friends...how about Aidan of Design on Post, Cal of Los Livingstons, Clay of The Knightly News Report and Shelby of Growing Up Garner. See you on the next mission!
My mommy says my mission is to find 8 things about myself to share with you. Since I always do what my mommy says, "Let the mission, begin!" (That's "Little Einsteins" humor for those of you who failed to recognize it)
1. Upon my promotion to "Big Sister", I decided I'm much too grown up to continue referring to my mother as "Mommy". I immediately began calling her "Mom" the first time I saw her after Eli was born. Mom didn't take too keenly to this new moniker, so after a few days of her relentless pleading, I've compromised and have since been referring to her as "Momma". (But occasionally I forget my age and regress back to calling her Mommy...I think these brief mental lapses make her a little bit happy.)
2. My typical lunch consists of a half turkey (or roast beef if Mom's feeling a little dangerous) and Miracle Whip sandwich with colby jack cheese, 3 slices of apple, and Cheetos...if I eat everything else first. If I bat my eyes and say "Pleeeaaase" I can sometimes even score a cookie for dessert!
4. My mommy thinks I don't know how to count because I often choose to omit the number 3 from my counting sequence. Did she ever consider the possibility that I might have an aversion to this particular number because she and daddy occasionally count to three when I am headed for a spanking? I mean, would you like a number that always resulted in a beating? And for the record, I can count to eleven (and I do, at times, include 3, just to humor my parents).
5. Naps are for babies. I wish I could convince my mom of this, but she keeps insisting I take one every day.
6. I don't understand why if it's so important to share, that I can't borrow Eli's paci. He never uses it, and it's so clean and new...and blue. I'm happy to share all my toys with him, so what's the big deal?
7. One of the biggest highlights of my day is checking the mail. I love going out to the mailbox with my mom, and she lifts me up and lets me open the box all by myself. I even get to carry the mail inside and help her open it. Best of all, she lets me throw all the junk mail away for her!
8. I am the queen of 2-year-old (well, soon to be, anyway) stall tactics. If we're headed to Bible Class, I just fake out my folks by telling them I need to "Go Potty!" (This technique also works great if I happen to get caught out of my bed after lights-out) I can also prolong the "going to bed" process by making puppy dog eyes and saying, "Snuggle, Daddy?" (or Mommy, dependent on who's night it is to have the pleasure of putting me to bed). That gets 'em to stay at least 5 more minutes, every time!
Well, that was easy enough. Now it's time to tag some of my friends...how about Aidan of Design on Post, Cal of Los Livingstons, Clay of The Knightly News Report and Shelby of Growing Up Garner. See you on the next mission!
3 comments:
Aidan says "Thanks for tagging me Norah! I did it over on my mommy's site."
Too funny! Our computer is down, but Clay will be pleased to participate when we are up and running again.
FYI:
Owen started calling this mommy and daddy "Zach & Meg" when Will was born!
Omitting the #3, check! (better now that he is that age, now he omits #4. a fear of aging? hmmm...)
Stalling...check! (it won't end any time soon, they just get sneakier about it)
Borrowing paci's...check! (it's all in the family, right?!)
OMG! Norah is potty training AND counting! I think were just a tad behind schedule!
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