Saturday, December 31, 2011
Markers and Memories
You expect 2 year-olds to suck on markers--heck I might even expect a 3 year-old to suck on markers. At some point though, you've gotta stop. I would have thought at 10 we would be past this stage, but apparently we're not. I'm trying to decide if the feelings of disgust in myself are warranted though. Here's why: if I wasn't so lazy I probably could have prevented it. I'm going to confess--I walked by the pile of markers for days (yes, that's a plural) thinking to myself, "I should pick those up or Aaron is going to draw all over _______" (and every time I walked by I thought of a different object that he would write on). Did I ever exert the 20 calories it would have taken to walk over to the markers and pick them up? Nope. Well actually, in the end I did because I got to clean up the markers AND his face. The good news to this story is that the only casualties were Aaron's mouth and a few markers. The computer made it out unscathed (which in the past hasn't always been the case), and the carpet fared well too. Whew!
Now for an "awe how cute" story. Aaron loves Disneyland. Husband has videos of our last trip on his computer, and apparently Aaron went looking through the computer for something fun to look at. When I walked in, he had moved the office chair into the kitchen where the computer was, unplugged the iPhone that was syncing (ha ha ha--I'm laughing only because it wasn't my phone), and was watching a video of himself riding the Buzz Lightyear ride. He was doing this while playing with a Buzz Lightyear light up toy. It was so precious. It made me want to grab his headphones and head off to the most magical place on Earth. Even if that did mean I had to ride the stupid steamboat 400 times!