About Guest Blogger
Pop in when you have a few spare moments for a cosy chat. Read about real-mom experiences and contribute your own slices of life at our Drop-In Centre.
SweetHome editor Jes Watson has a toddler who is out of control, and she's dishing about the weirdest things her daughter does.
Like Distracted Daddy, I'm the parent to one precious, sweet, adorable, totally insane toddler. My daughter, Adelaide, is 19-months old, and no parenting book has prepared me for the mountain of madness that toddler-hood entails. It's basically like my university years of living with a slovenly and overly emotional roommate. Except now I'm wholly responsible for her. Here, the five weirdest things my toddler does.
Carbo-loads
If my daughter were running a marathon tomorrow, I'd have no problems with her dietary demands. Last night I asked her what she wanted for dinner, and she said "Muffins and noodles." So, that's one food group down. Now I just have to convince her on the merits of the other four.
Pees everywhere — except for the potty
We're trying to toilet train, and Adelaide knows what the potty is. She can point to it. And sit on it. And put her dolls on it to go "potty." But when it comes to buckling down and actually doing the deed herself, she's not buying. Instead, she'll pee in the corner, on the couch, on the kitchen floor, on my pants. Basically anywhere that isn't the sacred spot of pee. Ask her why and she'll give you a firm, "No. I don't go on potty."
Spins until she falls down, repeatedly
There's something to be said for the sheer energy of a toddler. There's also something to be said for how it manifests itself. If I had her energy, I'd be able to clean the entire house, pay all the bills, batch cook for three weeks, and, oh, write a novel. Instead, she chooses to spin around in circles and then fall down. Over and over again.
Obsesses over robots
We, like many other families, have an iPad. Adelaide loves the iPad, and specifically YouTube for catching up on the latest and greatest robot videos from Japan. Every time I try to usher her to another subject matter, she quickly passes the iPad over to her father, and informs me that "Mommy, no. It's Daddy's turn." Because Daddy always aids and abets her robo-passion.
Makes feeble attempts to clean
I'm trying to encourage this behaviour, but as of now, it's still pretty under-developed. Adelaide will rip off all her books from the shelf, dump Legos everywhere and then proceed to scatter her stuffies throughout the house, only to delicately pick up a cloth and start cleaning a dime-sized spot on the windowsill, saying 'It's diwty, Mommy. It's diwty." Baby steps, baby steps.
Do you have a toddler at home? Do they do anything weird? If so, I want to know about it!
Thought that was sweet? You'll enjoy: