She's talking more and more lately, and coming out with new words all the time.
She's a very smart girl, which is why it makes me insane at times when she chooses to have no idea that she's not allowed to play with the DVDs/telephone/remote controls/toilet (ew!) etc.
Now though, she's so charming about her rottenness, that I usually want to laugh rather then freak out. (Great parenting approach eh?)
Yesterday I was making dinner. Silence in the living room, where she had been playing noisily a few moments before. Clearly, that's my hint that something naughty must be going in. So I sneak in to see what's up. There she is, sitting on the floor, playing with the telephone.
She's not allowed to play with the phone! Never has been. Won't be for a long long long long time.
So I say, "Growly Bear!"
She responds with a huge smile and an extremely enthusiastic, "Hi mommy!"
I ask her, "What do you have there?"
She says, "Nu'dding!" (more huge smiling happening)
I calmly say, "Ta-ta to mommy please?"
To which she responds, "No!" as she pops up onto her feet, and proceeds to do her little drunken stagger of a walk across the living room away from me, while laughing and clutching the phone for dear life.
How do you not laugh at that? How do you not chase her and tickle her till she's out of breath and then give her big noisy smooches? You can't not!
I could possibly be raising a monster child who gets away with too much, but at least I seem to be raising a happy monster child, so I guess I can't be doing too bad of a job.
Love and Hugs!
Perfect Parmesan Potatoes
- 8 good sized red potatoes, washed and cubed
- seasoning salt, to taste
- garlic powder, to taste
- 1/4 cup Parmesan cheese
- 1/3 cup butter, melted